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Wrong End UP

...

Here I sit upon a blue planet's destroyed face,

looking out upon the remnants of a once proud race.

Ship lay cooling push tubes in a glen.

I wonder why I see so sad an end.

It's clear they had the brains to mend,

this gentle place they did so rend.


Lee Skidmore
1995