I seek to know the ways of the stars.
The burning passion of the sun.
The place that is unknown outer space.

What is there for us out the in the darkened outer space?
A black void not even lit well by stars.
Only the guiding light, our dear bright sun.

An everlasting sign of hope that is our sun.
Leading the way through the woeful outer space.
Foolish thoughts, my place is not among the stars.

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