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Trip To Mars
David's ghost roams free beyond my window stops to think I might be game for a trip to Mars. But why me David, can't you find someone more romantic? No, you're sickly skeptic, perfect for my purposes. Which is what I hastened to ask and his ghost evaded my question, pointing to the milky way over our head and the tiny blip on the corner blinking at us. There's our starship, can't you see, it's sending the signals? Yes, and what does it say? We must wait at the next station. Okay, but which station? Didn't say. But, come David we've got to know. No worries, we'll find it. It's a giant cosmos, how? Patience my darling, through love of course. Then that means you love me. By every inch of you. I'm blushing. I must get dressed then, feel naked. I'll cover you, hold my hands. But you're no superman, I'll fall David. You and I have already fallen darling, for the moon and the stars. So will we make it to Mars? One day, soon, when the air is clear and the night virgin. And when we get there? We get there, and that's what counts. Got your point, you're not the man who fell from the sky then? No only from the sub-culture. Are we on a mission then? Yes, to save our inner world. Swell.
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