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The world is dark  Not a single spark Here I sit on a bench in the park The Earth seems so boring and stark And I wonder what the world is like up there   Among the stars Playing on Mars
I do fear darknessI fear what it showsI fear what it does not show I do fear darknessWhen it highlights what I amWhat I am notWhen it enlightens me:There are things I cannot do
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