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Jun 2015
There's nothing here
It's like a dessert
Sans the sun
I was hoping for more
Maybe some lunar citizens
To borrow some sugar from
Or space monsters
But no nothing happens here
Although
I can still gather moon rocks
I bet NASA will pay a mint.
mikecccc
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   Cecil Miller
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