"And when you pray for us, we can begin to see one another's faces."
A Jovian once told me a tale
On Callisto once lived a whale
Had a house on Ganymede
And on Europa he skied
Lost it all in space kelp sale.
A thicket of thoughtsIs a thief at which time thatSleep should overtake.
Consumed like kindlingThe thicket of all my thoughtsBy a Fire unquenched.
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