2088 or 2081!

Wed, 09/15/2021 - 09:52 -- Wired6

Iron-rich minerals.

Red protrudes from it's nose.

Cold,thin atmosphere,

Means liquid cannot be drunk at all.

Once,liquid mattered,

According 2 many folks.

Water may lie in pores way underground

But we're not entirely sure.

 

In 2088,

Over 60 years or more,

We'll eventually call this space our home,

This place,

This space,

This place,

Our space.

Our sacred and newest abode.

 

11/09/2021. Wired6.

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