Impossible
The Grass is not Greener on the other side of the Galaxy.
By George Shannon FergusonPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read
I was amazed by what I saw. A purple Moon illuminated the sky, and I felt a shiver down my arms. Looking at the warp gun, I was speechless. The sky was filled with purple clouds and had turned bright purple. As I scanned my surroundings, I noticed some green-looking men staring at me. I felt scared and uneasy. Just as I was about to introduce myself as Shann, one of the Green Men smiled and pointed at me.
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George Shannon Ferguson
Poetry is a wonderful medium for capturing the beauty of our everyday lives and sharing it with others. I strive to express my unique experiences through my writing and create a meaningful impact. Thank you for your time and attention.
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