Space is peaceful. In space you can float amongst unknown stars. But, in space, you stand as the open-minded Mars as I, however, caress the dust that are the no longer shining stars. As another star bursts, so does a small fragment of me. Though, little by little I wonder closer to your atmosphere. Eventually, your atmosphere envelopes me. An attraction develops and now I stand proudly beside the open-minded Mars. I stand with a purpose and with every fragment lost, now found. I now shadow you, as the open-minded Deimos; trapped in the warm embrace of your atmosphere.