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Fourteen billion isn't big anymore. For some, it's chicken feed. When big business and governement Talk finances, it's chump change. It's smaller now. Why only fourteen billion years ago We exploded, were carried by stellar winds, Along with every atom for every star; For every one of us together, Equal and indestructable. We travelled, unknowingly, at light speed, With family, friends and strangers, To unknown destinations, Through the dark, Into the light, Into life. Fourteen billion years is really nothing. There are no atoms in boundary lines. We shouldn't let a few billion years Come between us.
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Jun 7, 2016
Jun 7, 2016 at 7:55 AM UTC
Fourteen Billion
Fourteen billion isn't big anymore. For some, it's chicken feed. When big business and governement Talk finances, it's chump change. It's smaller now. Why only fourteen billion years ago We exploded, were carried by stellar winds, Along with every atom for every star; For every one of us together, Equal and indestructable. We travelled, unknowingly, at light speed, With family, friends and strangers, To unknown destinations, Through the dark, Into the light, Into life. Fourteen billion years is really nothing. There are no atoms in boundary lines. We shouldn't let a few billion years Come between us.
francie-lynch
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Jun 7, 2016
Jun 7, 2016 at 7:55 AM UTC
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