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Lost Knowledge

The stars make me sad, you see

Every little pinprick, every speck of light

Is somewhere I will never be

I yearn to travel and explore

Go past anyone before

Search the emptiness, and find new truth

And make it mine, forever to adore

And be my thing insignificant

I will never mind

Because from it, I become significant

But so does the sky taunt me

Lost knowledge, I will never reach

There is so much I will never see

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