Wee Hours of the Morn’

The town is asleep
Without so much as a peep.
Soon the sun will start rising,
But when will I stop crying?
I pace, and pace, and pace,
Like some twisted, messed up race.
They say the galaxy needs me here,
But I just wanna be out there
Exploring the Milky Way
Without anyone in the way.
I want a galactic leap
While the town is still asleep.

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