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Science of Space

Stairrafer)................ beyond the rules and regulations and restrictions, we have to recognize the mean spirited ways of men, those who wish to involve themselves in every aspect of human existence. Deffrion).....turn your face to me when you speak, people often think this is an act of a fool, or of a coward, talk to me face to face. Stairrafer)..... You wish me to curse you but I won't engage in verbal combatants: (pausing) follow my orders and everything will be alright. Interrupting.......Sorburg).......Both of you are equally foolish! The Belgium Ship Pragnus has violated the realm of space by mining on the asteroid Magmus Seiver, here's the official statement, Resource appropriation, of wrongful Space activities The exploitation of natural resources, This goes beyond the realms of space, these are moral dilemmas!

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Date: 7/12/2018 2:01:00 AM
The eyes always do it for us, Tiffany. I soak you in my fury made me smile; it explains the passion so completely! And the last line is a pure gem.
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Date: 7/12/2018 1:55:00 AM
I had not thought of night love before this poem, and now I shall think of nothing else because it makes so much sense!
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Date: 7/12/2018 1:42:00 AM
Roger, Roger, Roger, this poem made me smile. It is so fast to read, and fun!
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Date: 7/12/2018 1:28:00 AM
So passionate; I can FEEL this poem. A wonderful testament to your faith, Tswarelo. Great job!
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Date: 7/12/2018 1:20:00 AM
Suzanne, we used to have two darling white rabbits, and this poem reminded me of that time. I had not thought of them in about forty-years. You have "nailed" what rabbit owning is like. Great job!
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Date: 7/12/2018 1:12:00 AM
Aw! So tender. Nicely built, Madyson.
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Date: 7/12/2018 1:04:00 AM
In the 1960's it was all about space travel, and getting ahead in science. I assume the first word in your title is science. Sci Fi was the book of choice for the preteen crowd. This poem takes me to my youth and quickily.
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