| On a routine patrol flight
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| In the Milky Way Galaxy
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| I discovered on our space-sensors
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| An unidentified planet careening wildly
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| In an eccentric solar orbit
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| I ordered an immediate investigation
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| And with much difficulty
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| Manoeuvred our ship for a temporary orbit
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| Upon beaming down to the plant’s surface
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| All I could see were ruins
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| Ruins of some type of civilisation
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| Crumbled buildings
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| Deserted streets
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| Charred vegetation
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| All covered with a thick layer of dust
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| Which our scanners indicated as intensely radioactive
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| I proceeded to make a through survey of the area
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| According to my calculations
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| I could tell that some recent phenomenon or holocaust had occurred
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| And destroyed whatever advanced civilisation had existed on the planet
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| I found no sign of life
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| As I made my way back to the ship
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| I heard a sound
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| It came from a cellar, in one of the nearby buildings
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| Carefully and slowly
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| I found my way to the source
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| And discovered a human being
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| Or rather what once was a human being
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| A scarred, disfigured man lying in the rubble
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| When I questioned him
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| He told me this had once been a great world
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| They had abundance and plenty
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| Intelligence
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| Beauty
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| Love
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| There was enough for everyone who lived there
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| But the inhabitants where never satisfied
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| They wanted more
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| They wanted everything
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| And they started to quarrel amongst themselves
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| They could not live in peace
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| And they tried to destroy each other
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| In doing this they destroyed everything
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| Their abundance
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| Their plenty
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| Their own intelligence
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| Their beauty
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| Their Love
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| He told me that
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| So far as he knew
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| He was the only living thing left
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| But that he knew he was dying
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| When I asked him the name of the planet
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| He replied
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| 'We called it Earth' |