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    [112] Tiny Blue Dot

    The duality of it all conflicts when the astronaut walks on the ground the oxygen in his tanks leaks to light him up the bleak space up above fainter he closes his eyes until it closes his mind a stargaze up above lands itself on the ground the astronaut twinkles to the ones far away…

    Rahul Gaur

    December 29, 2017
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