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Flying to Mars |
| Written by salahaudin | |
| Friday, 15 February 2008 | |
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I shall fly to Mars, where no human exists but dunes and storms glowing with red - and two; Phobos and Deimos behind and maybe some strange natives; and I shall have a feast with the kinds; and I shall visit the peak of Olympus Mons thence to the white cap – the cold side of the Red. When the storm comes, I shall stay in; beside the door; until it is settled down; I shan’t be on Terra even the death calls – to the underground, it shall be a dusty one at Eos Chasma in Valles Marineris as long as I am far away from the Earth idiocies. Copyright 2008 salahaudin |
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