DOTLAN EveMaps

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Beyond the bounds of given space,
Statics roll without a trace,
We probe the deepest, tightest mass,
And plunge right through your system fast,

With heavy ships we stretch the hole,
To satisfy our sacred goal,
We leave the entrance gaping wide,
And pump our payloads deep inside.

While local fleets are occupied,
And think their home is safe and clear,
We slip behind to breach the side,
An unexpected insertion in the rear.'