Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth. Not.
Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings:
Sunward I’ve climbed and joined the tumbling mirth
…and fallen to the ground and other things.
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings:
Sunward I’ve climbed and joined the tumbling mirth
…and fallen to the ground and other things.
—John Gillespie Magee, Jr. (derived)
Bauble
Sometimes 9.8m per second squared really hurts.
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