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If you dare crane your neck upward to the stars,

Look higher and beyond the first shadows of Mars,

Over this galaxy and straight through the next,

Vast distances relinquished but indescribable by text.

Everyone, but no one, knows the pull of this dream,

Gathering momentum like a downhill stream.

Under a ripple, a leaf carresses this rock,

You've entered my real world, I've broken the lock.