One thought, igniting the dream,
Seven bold souls, steady as they seem.
Ten missions past, Challenger soared,
Twenty-five flights, the program roared.
Tick-tick.
A countdown clear.
The world leans close.
The clock draws near.
Thirty-six degrees—a frozen doubt.
A seal strained tight; the gas leaks out.
Ignition. Roar. Climb. Silence screams.
A nation watches shattered dreams.
Seventy-three seconds, sky turned to flame,
History echoes their hallowed names.
At 5:00...
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