You suffered from nyctophobia while being a kid
The pitch dark flooded with ominous creatures
The attic was the only shelter where you hid
Watching the distant stars like moving pictures
You went to bed with a flashlight on all night
Dreaming of a nightless planet with the eternal sun
You were no more scared, enjoying the kingdom of light
Deciding that if you became an astronaut, that would be fun
Years passed by, but your childhood dreams have never come true
Night doesn't freak you out, it's your best friend
Yet sometimes you feel like a part of a spaceship crew
Landing on your cherished illuminated planet in the end
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