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Eyes on horizon without borders
Misty pathway along joyrney
Uknknown galaxy ahead
Will she be there on arrival.
Like lonely space galactic wolf
Transforming from coyote of wild
Unique form of hope and curiousity
No fear in his mind , steady course.
She is not that strong Queen
Her kiss is not real and warm
Lost energy that drives universe
Should sailor save her from herself?
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