Feelings attitudes strange beliefs
Seem little more than speculation
Which minds invent continually
In spheres of wild imagination
Schemes in dreams may plot a route
Upon a splendid abstract plan
A countdown game of exploration
Aboard some flighty catamaran
Descending into super darkness
Planting satellites that bounce
Our surfing astral postcards
In words and symbols, we announce
Sending out our flavoured better sides
With invitations sent within
To any mighty being small enough
To meet in friendship on our pin
So there we are in self-importance
To lightyears far away incant
Yet we at home are lost for words
Speak nothing to the humble Ant
Free Thinking: Why go into space?
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