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Jan 2016
Forged in the furnace of stars,
That died a billion years ago,
We are remnants of those stars,
Staring back at ourselves,
Living on a floating piece of rock,
Around a giant ball of fire,
Casting a shadow on a white marble,
In nothing but infinity,
Thinking about our place in the universe,
And that thought is just fascinating
The intent is to make the reader wonder about how astonishingly the universe works. Something that helps me get up every morning.  Thought it was worth sharing
Ayush B
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Ayush B
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