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Sunday, February 05, 2017

Apollo XV

The Green Hills Of Earth:

The arching sky is calling
   Spacemen back to their trade.
All hands! Stand by! Free falling!
   And the lights below us fade.
Out ride the sons of Terra,
   Far drives the thundering jet,
Up leaps the race of Earthmen
   Out, far, and onward yet —

Rhysling, Blind Singer of the Spaceways.

ntodd

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