The sky is the last free place to go. They haven't figure a way to pollute the moon yet. Won't be long. A very nice poem. The Poets of old loved the mystery of the sky. Love and great dreams were create by the stars and the moon. A excellent poem.
Coyote
Ravenclaw House, The Library, Messaline, Midnight, colonizing the New Earth, TX
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For all you Doctor Who obsessing people... Don't say I hate you.
But I do hate those Dale.. more..