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Dec 2014
“Nothing up there tonight but entropy, and the same imaginary shapes that people had been imposing on nature since they’d first thought to wonder at the heavens.”
― Peter Watts, Echopraxia
I was your Hazel Grace
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I was your Hazel Grace  Bulacan
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