Twenty-two point eight trillion miles,
Is the distance to the nearest star,
And trillions upon trillions more,
Are more distant by far.
So when we see those twinkles at night,
Such a beautiful sight,
Thinking someday we will conquer space,
Remember that for a good while,
The earth will be our place.
So let us look at that distance,
And shrug.
Our lives are not over,
Until our graves are dug.
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