Categories Poems I, Future Post author By Jack Fuzz Post date March 27, 2020 No Comments on I, Future Sometimes the grass is purple, sprouting from star baked dirt, light years away. Tags galaxies, Haiku, Haiku Poems, Haikus, Lawns, life on other planets, Poems, Poetry, solar system, Space, spacetravel, stars, the future
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