Endless moons, a night in flight
Flying space, on floating clouds
Across skies, with spirits high
Of countries below, I see no marks
I guess those only, exist in hearts
Life is once, so live like one
It doesn't matter, who sees what
As I ponder, with wandering mind
Perhaps no surprise, on lofty heights
It means nothing, to sit and sigh
Life gives life, and takes it back
I gather my blanket, wait for light
But in sleep comes, the farthest sight
Of centuries ahead, my child and grandchild
Would they enjoy, a night in flight
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