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. It is cold on the dark side of the Sun. There is no heat, not even in a thousand summers. There is no light, not even at the end of a tunnel. Because on the dark side there is No Sun, not even in a billion Stars. © Pagan Paul (09/12/18)
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Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 8:27 AM UTC
In Absentia
. It is cold on the dark side of the Sun. There is no heat, not even in a thousand summers. There is no light, not even at the end of a tunnel. Because on the dark side there is No Sun, not even in a billion Stars. © Pagan Paul (09/12/18)
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Dec 11, 2018 at 8:27 AM UTC
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