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Let Us Explore Space Together ForeverFUCK THIS, LAY DOWN YOUR ARMSALWAYS DYING, ALWAYS FAILING PACK YOUR BAGS, LET’S FUCKING GO I’M SICK OF HOLDING ON, I’M SICKING OF FIGHTING ON WE CAN HAVE HOVER BOARDS, WE CAN HAVE X-RAY EYES OUTER SPACE CALLS OUR NAME IF WE CAN JUST REFRAIN FROM THE PETTY GAMES THE PLACES WE COULD GO I’VE GOT A MECHANICAL STAR-HOPPING PTERODACTYL OUR KNOWLEDGE IS INFINITE SPACEMAN SPIFF NEVER QUITS THE PLACES WE COULD GO THE STARS ARE MY HOME |