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I lay awake, staring deep into the heavens. Listening for echos. The universe sighs in its archaic and beautiful tones, waiting for the lucky few to hear. Whispers of ancient events, older than time, unfolding above me.
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Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 5:04 PM UTC
Eons and Echos
I lay awake, staring deep into the heavens. Listening for echos. The universe sighs in its archaic and beautiful tones, waiting for the lucky few to hear. Whispers of ancient events, older than time, unfolding above me.
The stars are something important to me. I often find myself gazing up often.
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Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 5:04 PM UTC
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