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There is nothing in space, Only pieces of debris, Like this shooting star which, When it collides into Earth At 14 kilometers per second, Will leave nothing but a 98 feet **** Enough to permanently wound my heart.
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Jun 21, 2018
Jun 21, 2018 at 1:14 AM UTC
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There is nothing in space, Only pieces of debris, Like this shooting star which, When it collides into Earth At 14 kilometers per second, Will leave nothing but a 98 feet **** Enough to permanently wound my heart.
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Jun 21, 2018
Jun 21, 2018 at 1:14 AM UTC
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