From NASA with love for Christmas: is over

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even in the stars
explosions
fill the void

I peer
at the shapes

and I can see
war helmets

and I hear the sound
of jackboots
crushing light
beneath them

these
are the times
that they are

nothing I can do
will change them

I know …

I know
yet
I wonder what a day
will be like

and I wonder
what world
what universe
might remain
when the march
is over

when this old march
that I can see
is

over

~

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