Spaceman

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Born an Earthman, yes, that is me,
but a Spaceman I am to be.

To those on Earth I say goodbye—
I will fly high, high in the sky.

In my rocket, in the cockpit,
all eight planets I will orbit.

Even further, I will wander,
and live among stars all over.

And after a galactic day,
I will have toured the Milky Way.

Billions, trillions, or even more,
all galaxies I will explore.

I am Spaceman, and in the end,
The Universe will be my friend.

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