by Michael E. Lloyd
It is high time for us to depart
sensed the Captain, from this fragile Earth
doomed to its Untruths. But Quo, unsure
of whether she’d yet taken enough
measures, stood her shaky ground. If we
extended things down there, for just a
week or two, they might at last infer
how awesome a chance to share our lot
exists. The Captain smiled. Just as I
reach a tough decision, you express
even more vain hope. Can it be true?
Copyright © 2008 by Michael E. Lloyd
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