From the confines of our minor dot
There’s a lot of space to see
Silently it floats out there
In vacuum-packed eternity
From where we are it seems not far
When gazing out beyond our eyes
Looking back on early doors
To where existence severed ties
Tantalised by how we came to be
Long before our first surmising
Full of startling opportunity
From humble cells arising
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