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Artemis II (pt. II)

A string the way of the lawn And heavy quiet There was solemn rain with here And I held my hand, as hers These yesterwords were yours Veritable to our thoroughfare In Decision II, we soared And should have And set the Sun Triage on the early Woman Whose husband lay afraid But the distance only flew- Us toward- and inching new To the afflicted and the after Octopus and many days more All that I saw was Rome And there were humans in that hour Such as the hiding place- The dark side And people roam this comet The other way in Belize- we occupied the distance And reverb effect to the healer Some would hesitate But we habituate the herd Timing June and ever glad Spiked to the limit in mass amount A CME and measured- And the Holy One, this week Flying starch, off-limits But to this pass, an island Speaking more than most And flying under one But many more And see the deceased As they own this day For their mother An open cabin-door In Heaven’s fear A Rosary for you- in this late October.