Shadow springing across the whitened floor
A silent quest to break the darkened hold
Apart? Alone? A known face at the door
In company, we move as one quite bold

A gentle touch, a past bleak, blue hair’d hug
Firm, stout, by the book, by feather’d friend led
Old, well known, panda loved? Turel, no bug
How could we forget, drunken Ethan’s bed

Of Hoth, of Shan, all for one, to the light
Many faces in the room got your back
One does not doubt the coming of a fight
Hold. Give not a singular crack!

Many ways to end the day; cookies, food
Rely on us to make a fine, sweet mood

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1hdVGoMHlAqu9cTnq3mQr8wRbzzoOlQdF3T-Mgf_6X4w/edit?usp=sharing

Let me know if you can't access that, you should be able to though.

Flying far away
Waiting for the chance to live
Someday we will rule

all of space
it calls out to me
all but here