From the Audio Recordings of Mars Rover Insight
I heard the wind on Mars
Like ours
And that blew me away
The same wolf
Howling
Out there
Roams
The rusted crust
Just as solitary
As his hunt
Here on Earth’s green hills
His wail longing for choirs
Searching the blue sunset on Mars
Same as the orange dusk of our own orb
Or upon any dark stone
Cast throughout the abyss
This
Will be our greatest human discovery.
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