Poem – THE GHOSTS OF TIME (By Ray Gallucci)
THE GHOSTS OF TIME The moon so ghostly naked in space, A very inhospitable place, Long thought devoid forever of life Was once the post for some other race. Beneath its surface split as by knife, In hollowed chamber built with great strife, Entombed for countless ages were found Machines and gadgets ever so rife. Exploring […]
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