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You boarded ship
I know I didn't have much
to offer this plot of green
a few goats
we could have made it work
I'll be long dead when you wake
orbiting a world, a distant star
everything new but your memories
of me I'll marry some girl
I don't yet know
she'll be good to me, I to her
neither the other's first love
our great grand children
will point out to each other
the star you've not yet reached
your exodus may lead nowhere
you may dream for centuries
of my touch.