since time began and the fall of man
I cannot find my home
when I look back I just see black
so onward I must roam
I flew past stars and got to Mars
and looked down at the Earth
too many souls to suit my goals
and nothing there of worth
I'm outward bound so I turn around
someday I hope to land
on a tear to who knows where
it's not the way I planned
an asteroid in a coal black void
careening out in space
to find a light that shone one night
my cratered resting place
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