The Probe (1)A Poem by Terry O'LearyWe've landed a probe on a comet and found it was made of green vomit. Well, creatures within it, decided to thin it, serve probe a pea soup, then embalm it.
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Added on October 8, 2016 Last Updated on October 8, 2016 Author
Terry O'LearyFranceAbouta physicist lacking gravity... learning more and more... about less and less... until we finally know... everything about nothing... more..Writing
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