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We threw our voices into darkness Expecting a response Getting only echos Fell in love with stars Already dead Red giants make for disappointing soulmates We are on a galactic level of “Wrong place, wrong time” of “if only’s” I am running as fast as I can But I will be Five hundred thousand years late for dinner
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Jun 21, 2013
Jun 21, 2013 at 5:37 PM UTC
An Ode to Data Linking
We threw our voices into darkness Expecting a response Getting only echos Fell in love with stars Already dead Red giants make for disappointing soulmates We are on a galactic level of “Wrong place, wrong time” of “if only’s” I am running as fast as I can But I will be Five hundred thousand years late for dinner
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Jun 21, 2013
Jun 21, 2013 at 5:37 PM UTC
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