Life is at times a long walk
Across swamps of muck
And insipid thoughts.
Far above the thhundering clouds,
Stretch an infinite blue
Of stars in million dots.
Death is a terminus on man's mind,
Beyond this little home,
we call earth,
There are many homes to hope for.
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