A Limited Shelf Life
Within the frothy sprays and barren seas, Atop the very apex of our Earth, Anomalies are stirring in the breeze; Instead of mapping the expected
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Unwanted Feedback
Sunbeams two-step over white blankets Gliding painlessly between worlds, Then stray too close to the edge Where looming Arctic waves Trap their latent heat; Ending
The Deep Tracks of Unwanted Advances
In ancient times your reddened sands, Were struck by courtiers from space; They scarred you with their giant hands, Then watched as tears fell down