Steer ol’ boy the ship is moving
Cruising through the ecliptic plane
Write and inline the wave is soothing
Starboards hear that we fear in.Sane!
Celestial sphere is a place in time
Driven space by the pace of our mind
South pole centers on the Northern line
“WE love in between” whispers the wind
Well said and seen by our Clementine
A perspective from Earth left us sublime
Port side right to be aboard this Time.
Take the rudder and seat at the helm
Mooring was done by the way of men
We stand on Vessel, She said to them…
EarthWriter, the Ship was named.
"Star Light Start Bright, Star aboard my friend, is to the Write."
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