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By Melody Rose
What is real love anyway?
This is in response to a posting by bellavistabear in which he, on August 24, 2007, posted a poem acclaiming the future of manned space travel. To Mars and, perhaps, other planets. Or so he seems to believe. Here is his posting.
Following his posting and my response to it is some...