She purred a song, she smiled a while,
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She came from far. A thousandth mile,
She shined, and asked to play,
We went to watch, she begged to stay,
We ran, we sighed, we built, we laughed,
We flew, we rode our joyous craft.
As far as the Ubermen go.
Way up in the white sky,
Too high for a man’s eye,
We swim and we let go,
She’s free and learning to fly.
She dines to sounds of moral science,
She solves away the eastern signs,
The sages wait in endless line
She reads, she sees, she knows the mind
Days of sun appear as if the neon age is near,
It glides, it shines, it is insane, Sci-fi chic, it knows no pain.
Look up into white sky,
you sing aloft good-bye,
You jump, and then you run,
So dreamy the Ubermen fly.
(Inspired by DB)