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Nov 2019
I stepped out into the cool grass,
And gazed up at the night sky.
It's a vast expanse,
Beckoning.
Truly I tell,
I felt that night lost and unwell.
The cosmos felt open,
yet so closed.
To reminisce,
the sky is not the limit,
but we are limited.
Written by
Marcoledi  16/M/Solar Federation
(16/M/Solar Federation)   
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