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On Earth, I am simply there
Walking, talking, living here
Human by Birth
Alien to Earth
During the day,
The humans ask why I differ
During the night,
The moon asks why I linger
I tell the humans, "I'm reaching for the stars"
I tell the moon, "my roots are buried in dirt"
With that they sigh, "what a shame"
And without a doubt, I feel the same
In which I can only pray
That hopefully one day
I'll find a place
Where I'm just enough for Earth and outer space
