Pan-Galactic Love
Me and the guys were crushing the among the stars
When I meet the female of my dreams
Three green eyes, four purple arms, hair down to there.
She was the the only one for me
No matter the distance between
our hearts can't count the light years between,
The physical bodies of our planets,
Our mortal forms, or carbon shells.
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