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So fare thee well, my own home world.Terra is the cradle of humanity,
There's no telling what wonders we may find.
It's not the leaving of Terra that distresses me,
But ten billion brothers left behind.
We have built a mighty generation craft
To depart that cradle at last.
Time and space enable us to finally grasp
Both our future and our past.
Our slow boat's passage to the nearest sun
Will require a hundred years.
Who can say how swift the sands of time shall run
Ere a friendly world appears?
And we know that science and technology
Are destined to expand.
The descendants of the Terrans left today
Well may greet us when we land.
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