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I parked in
orbit around a
young star
to make repairs

On a lump of iron
to stabilize my ship.

The walk outside was boring
Until beautiful women
appeared….no suits,
but wore gazes that mesmerized me….

I woke up,
my ship gone,
surrounded by pressure
and light.

I climbed until
there were stars
and trees, on a planet
of humans.

But no ship….
“Now where did I park that thing?”