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Flying thru the Galaxy

Flying thru the Galaxy on this rock we know as home .
Billions of destinations, how can we be alone .
 
To believe there nothing in the vastness, that’s expanding every day. There has to be other life forms, at least that’s what I’d say .
 
I wonder what they would think? If ever they peered down from the sky .
Would they wonder why we hurt each other? Would they try to figure why .
 
Why it’s such a struggle, from the time of death till birth,
How can she be so hateful? This place called Mother Earth .
 
It always looks so peaceful when I’ve seen it from there view, green are all our forest, oceans turquoise  blue .
 
One will never know the whole story, from the outside looking in .
wish I was out floating there,
So I too could pretend .

(2013)

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