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I heard about a Chinese space station that will crawl back to us like a prodigal son, bowing down to the earth like an apprentice. when will We crawl back into the crust and sediment, the bones of our bones, and live in the empty ribs of a globe that forgave us for the mess we made in the kitchen?
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Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 5:52 PM UTC
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I heard about a Chinese space station that will crawl back to us like a prodigal son, bowing down to the earth like an apprentice. when will We crawl back into the crust and sediment, the bones of our bones, and live in the empty ribs of a globe that forgave us for the mess we made in the kitchen?
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Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 5:52 PM UTC
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