Maybe you could have found a cheaper way to go swimming at sea, summer 1969.
Maybe you didn’t need to go that far to find a quiet beach, at that time.
Maybe you could have gone dancing with friends to a closer place, then.
Maybe you should have worn nicer shoes for worldwide television, this day.
Maybe you should have left the place as clean as you had found it in July.
Maybe not. Maybe you did the right choice and said the right thing.
Maybe you could have created a startup rather than joining government.
Maybe you could have played basket ball a more standard way.
Maybe you could have had a less controversial boss.
Maybe you could have been a better “chef” yourself.
Maybe not. Maybe you went the best way and did the best thing.
What is for sure is that, now you can report mission Apollo 11 to Kennedy.
What is for sure, is that you are up there forever, now.
What is for sure, is that you have a nice place under the sun, with a view, now.
What is for sure is that you flew safely back home and won’t ever walk alone.
Good bye, Sir.
Please keep an eye on us, on the US, on earth …
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