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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required what news o' wandering voyager- do ye bring this earthly home what knowledge new uncovered amid the glinting stars alone what ancient lore yet unexplored in fields of soaring stone what secrets fair lie in thy care that to man remains unknown and what of Jove and all his kin so distant and forlorn are they merely sleeping all and wait to be reborn and with the great Orion did ye hold communique fierce hunter of the universe so very far away did he then relate to thee or show ye that which no one sees 'twould ease the mind to know the truth of lifes sweet mysteries no icy chill would death instill if truly it were known when life is gone the soul lives on beyond this flesh and bone what news o' wandering voyager- do ye bring to bear of advent or of covenant in which mortals never share and yet i do not envy thee this i freely must confess no mortal pure could long endure that endless emptiness not prince nor king of Avalon would ever climb that stair none but God alone has tread that astral thoroughfare what news o' wandering voyager- do ye send from out the void what strange wayfarers found ye there among the errant asteroid though long ago thy fiery steed did bear thee far away what shall we learn on thy return if ever comes the day what sign or sense will guide thee hence unto old familiar skies though countless stars around ye mill and cosmic winds blow hard and shrill will ye then remember still- which way sweet arda lies.
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