What is out there? We may never know, but we can still dream.
My eyes wander through endless space
Past comprehension
Into fantasy
I can only dream
of what is not seen
Some say seeing is proof
but I think
If I cannot prove
I can still believe
Through my dreams I see
Beyond the bounds of proof
To the stars
And past that
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