Comte Valois

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Proxima Centauri - Poem by Comte Valois

I sit here gazing at the world so blue
And as I stare I wonder, 'Will I miss you? '
The loneliness here is getting to my head
I have to face alone what lies ahead

I watch the clouds form and dissipate
To such beauty I can almost relate
I see in them what I once saw in you
A piece of perfection, tried and true

'Houston, Houston, can you hear me out here? '
My thoughts are so real yet becoming unclear
I'm twisting and falling under light of the stars
How could I ever have managed this far?

'Should I go back? ' -There's not a doubt in my mind
I'm out here for the better of all human-kind
I wonder if you will miss me until your end
Because I know that you will never see me again

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 8, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 23, 2011

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