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Orion Part I In the corners of streets, The men look and they see. In the heart of the square, No one feels their despair. In the mystery of space, It is there, it is there. A single flame learns to embrace in it's truth. A jester might doubt what he sees, Yes he sees. The gardeners leave an amount of such proof. For I know and I love the stars of Orion.
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Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 11:21 PM UTC
The Realist
Orion Part I In the corners of streets, The men look and they see. In the heart of the square, No one feels their despair. In the mystery of space, It is there, it is there. A single flame learns to embrace in it's truth. A jester might doubt what he sees, Yes he sees. The gardeners leave an amount of such proof. For I know and I love the stars of Orion.
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Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 11:21 PM UTC
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