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The being stared with compound eyes
up into the starry skies
A being nothing like a man
but still part of evolution's plan

Across the black and starry night
shot a flashing burning light
This ancient world had air so thin
it did not burn up coming in

Losing heat by radiation
and by its heat shield's slow ablation
The object hit the ground at last
and lit the night sky with its blast

The being ran back to its home
A burrow with an earthen dome
And down that tunnel it did dive
into a vast, world spanning hive

Then with others of its kind
the fallen star it hoped to find
Although, like man, these beings were not
Like man, intelligence they'd got

Many miles and hours later
they found the object in a crater
A mangled pile of metal there
Showing signs of ancient wear

The object had some strange designs
Maybe writing, perhaps just lines
There was a disc of golden hue
What it was they had no clue

The disc was dull and much corroded
By time and particles eroded
But still were seen upon its face
images from a long gone race

Three times the galaxy had turned
since the probe's jets had last burned
The people of its home at last
lost in mists of ancient past

Designed by man and sent away
in hopes of finding life one day
A message sent from all mankind
encased in gold for them to find

The cosmos, circumnavigated
It's now returned, though much belated
No more through deep space would it roam
'Voyager 2' at last came home

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