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Jan 2015
all it knows is left behind
the voyager is alone

it wanders through the unknown
it wanders through the unseen

colors of never before
patterns and shapes of lost planets and moons
through dust and through soaring mountains,
the voyage is all it knows
Sam Shoyer
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Sam Shoyer  Washington, DC
(Washington, DC)   
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