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Sister Mission
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Seek the twin
Separated at birth
Second planet
Sister of Earth
Sealed in our place
Hearts nearly stopping
Countdown race
Seconds dropping
All systems go
Fiery thrust
Rumbling earth
Liftoff crust
Gravity well
Shaking ascent
Bodies swell
Boosters spent
Atmosphere thinning
Darkness looms
Now free floating
Return to womb
Into the mystic
Van Allen belt
Shielded through
Radiation pelt
Cross the void
Celestial equator
Plain of the ecliptic
Robot navigator
Ahead bright light
No companion
Lonely sight
Planet abandoned
Orbit insertion
Lightening strobe
Venus atmosphere
Send in probe
Through acid clouds
Telemetry in scope
Lack of carbon
No terraform hope
Hotter than Mercury
Pressure too great
Volcanic fury
We’re far too late
No solution
Leave her sleeping
Our failed mission
Celestial bodies weeping
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The sands of time past keep shifting according to how we remember or forget or refashion it in hindsight, which is no sight at all.
Kajal Basu
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