Distant lights
I look up to the deepest black
Distant lights of mystery, calling my name
Yet I cannot satisfy them
Although it is of my deepest desire to do so
It would appear I am stuck here
A prisoner of rock, water, and life
A void of all mystery
A void of all new land
Claim by the lucky few of the past
Oh how I long to be the first to feel a new wind
The first to place his feet on new and unknown soil
The first to lay his eyes on something truly unseen
Maybe the first to lay eyes on unseen life
But it seem this mother of mine
A mother of rock, water, and life
Will not let me go
So here I will stay here
With this burning curiosity of mine



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