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Space Colonization

by Robin Helweg-Larsen

The purity of space
Is like an egg, a young child’s face,
Unsullied piece of paper’s virgin grace;
And, as the child must age and wizen,
As paper’s made for thought’s expression,
The egg to break and unimprison,
So space was made for human decompression.

Copyright © 2017 by Robin Helweg-Larsen

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