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each a sphere the  solar system the amplitude all the way down to a molecule inside what makes that smaller things I can imagine down to infinite or as big as all of it inside my neurons made up of small orbiting things still smaller things are caught in elliptical or circular formulae and still I stand upright postulating, ain't that a miracle I don't just spin right round. Like a song by Dead or Alive
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Dec 19, 2016
Dec 19, 2016 at 9:09 PM UTC
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each a sphere the  solar system the amplitude all the way down to a molecule inside what makes that smaller things I can imagine down to infinite or as big as all of it inside my neurons made up of small orbiting things still smaller things are caught in elliptical or circular formulae and still I stand upright postulating, ain't that a miracle I don't just spin right round. Like a song by Dead or Alive
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Dec 19, 2016
Dec 19, 2016 at 9:09 PM UTC
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