Friday, March 2, 2018

Diversity stories of space and planets

Once upon a time there was her.
Or he.
Call them, too.
Call them what you like, so this is granted and, rarely, actually blamed. Because it happens again, again, and again.
Call us, this time.
With the eyes that look farther, necessarily.
Think about it, really. Who could look at the very antipodes of today better than those who bet on that mirage their present time, their souls and the last wishes?

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