Time is a sorcerer, space is a clown

Why is it even so hard to reach escape velocity?
How do we fill the interstellar space between sterile worlds?
How do we cope with an ever expanding universe,
red-shifted galaxies fading away in loneliness,
while we wave our hands one last time to those billions of giants?

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