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Mar 2020
At the end of the universe
The sun shines
And the moon rises

Cosmic dust on a star studded plain
Will you stare at the sky again?

With cloud whispers
And as the breeze lingers

13 billion miles away
I saw him smile today
Written by
Jay Pan
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     Richard Frank, Silverflame and galaxyofentities
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