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Feb 2015
The universe is the biggest thing in existence. There is nothing past it, it is the single grouping of everything. Hence the name UNIverse. But us humans, that not good enough for us. Oh no of course not. Us humans that are made of the same particles all across the universe decided that we are the centers of our own, self proclaimed universes. In reality we are simply bits of universe with feelings, rotating on universe crumbs, revolving around one of the universes many ***** of flaming gas, all spinning in a swirl of star dust, and all that expanding towards but never reaching the outreaches of the ever growing universe. We are truly dust in the wind, simply with love in our hearts.
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the blonde poet  minnesota
(minnesota)   
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