Chicago’s pall, leave behind.
Evanston’s smog,
still, a hope. Lone telescope –
through the fog, Faint light find,
Andromeda’s call.
Apr 30, 2015
Apr 30, 2015 at 12:22 PM UTC
Chicago’s pall, leave behind.
Evanston’s smog,
still, a hope. Lone telescope –
through the fog, Faint light find,
Andromeda’s call.
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