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Wormhole

The year is 2050 and we've opened the door
To more exploration than ever before.
Nuclear propulsion now powers our craft
Which allows us to travel incredibly fast!

With space so far reaching, how to go such a distance?
We'll use what's called wormholes, which give great assistance.
Wormholes are tubes bridging sites far on maps,
But we never could use them for fear they'd collapse.

For them to be safe, they'd have to be stable,
And that's what technology from NASA enabled.
They join two far places, apart by lightyears-
Shortcuts across space, new paths and frontiers.

We've successfully launched, and all at our stations-
We have a strong team from all different nations.
Space travel's a challenge!  The key's cooperation!
We need the best squad, no matter location!

We work well together in the spirit of science-
To explore and learn is why we formed our alliance.
The possibilities are endless, on this special mission-
It's a first for us humans, and quite the ambition!

As we travel from Earth, escape gravity,
All of a sudden we spot large space debris!
Satellites and junk that launched over the years
Amassed in orbit, now a danger right here!

Oh no!  An old satellite headed straight for our shuttle!
We bob and we weave to avoid hitting our scuttle!
It gets bigger and bigger as it hurtles along-
Then BAM!  A hard left!  The pilot yells, "Just hang on!"

That was a close call!  A near miss, not a hit.
We're lucky the pilot has great skill and strong grit.
It will be one of the perils we face on this trek-
To even the odds, we've a great crew and cool tech!

I have trained for five years, in all different environs.
I know this ship in and out-each button and siren.
We have no idea what we may confront
As we search for new knowledge every day on our hunt.

As our sun becomes a faint glint in deep space,
We pick up more speed, moving further apace.
Towards wormhole we fly, where will we arrive?
Will it be a new place where life can survive?

We are the first to go through, the real pioneers
Of space exploration, of brand new frontiers.
We are slightly scared and nervous, of course.
But to be the first removes all remorse!

We approach a huge sphere, as black as the night.
We see far galaxies, and warped and bent light.
This is the wormhole, where we will go through.
Who knows what we'll see, what will enter our view!

There will be new planets, of this we are sure-
Will they be deserts or oceans? Ice or hot core?
Will we be able to breathe in their atmosphere?
Will the air be acidic?  Or friendly and clear?

Do new lifeforms exist? What kind will they be?
Amoebas or lizards? On land or in sea?
Or huge animals, bigger than cars?
Who knows what will dwell near those far away stars!

Or maybe we find life with great intellect!
What inventions they have, buildings they erect?
Curious and kind, who want to explore?
Are there ways to talk so we both can learn more?

What foods do they eat?  What will be their physique?
What clothes will they wear?  What language they speak?
I bet they'll be different-both in looks and in tech!
Nothing like the aliens seen on Star Trek!

Do they need to look human?  Why is that so?
Maybe they evolved from a plant or a crow?
Do they have to have skin?  Do they have to have bones?
Are they made out of water?  Or built out of stones?

I am so curious and full of emotions!
I am open minded-no preconceived notions.
So what would YOU find if with us you were here
And about to go into that unexplored sphere?

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