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In space, no one can hear you scream

By Packrat PoetPublished about a year ago 1 min read
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Under the skies of Neanderthal,

There once was a green icy ball.

Now it's come back around,

50,000 years bound,

This week is the comet's last call.

nature poetry
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Packrat Poet

I am a scientist by trade and artist by soul. I am very passionate about nature and want to combine science and art to enhance environmental awareness.

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