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No one to believe in the last years of the 19th century, that human affairs were being watched by the timeless world of space, non-coded dreamed we are being scrutinized with someone with a microscope that studies creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water, few men even considered the possibility of life on the other planets. And yet across the gulf to space. Mines inmeasural disappeared to hours regardless earth with envy eyes, and slowly and surely, they drew there plans against us, on the 12th of August 1955, a large mass of luminous gas erupted from Mars, and speed towards earth, as I look closely it looked like something in the sky with a green mist behind it, some say it travelled with a hissing sound some say it landed with a green flash, however next day that was a huge crater in the middle of Horsell Common and I examined what lay there, a cylinder, 30 yards across glowing hot, and then suddenly it started rotating, unscrewing, and twisting I rush towards it but the tents heat stopped me from the steel glowing metal. The chances of anything coming from Mars, are a million to one he says. The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to. But still they come!
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Rock, heavy metal, male singer,
