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By Randy Ramage
I look in space, I feel alone.
Could I live there, could it be home?
Sometimes it seems so far away.
Sometimes it seems the other day
I flashed across the midnight sky
Born on planets, then to die
Born again some other day
Flying spaceships, come what may.
But here I stand on planet Earth,
Not knowing life before my birth.
Perhaps one day we'll find a way
To find our homes so far away.
