Free Space by Lferion

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Free Space


Whither away to the woods, my dear
Whither away to the sea
Whither away to the stars my love
To see what we may see

The stars are fire, the sky is glass
The sun rides a chariot fine
The road to the bent world beckons
To follow that spiral-strait line

Where kin yet dwell in moonlit dale
Known only in story and song
Yet they reach high above the sky
To tarry in space seasons long

What matter the mode of the journey
What matter the shore a-lee
What matter the steel-struck lightning
We have both map and key


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