Explorations bits of moving fluff not a sunrise but a galaxyrise dream of the mind's eye are creatures of the cosmos galaxies. Descended from astronomers vanquish the impossible stirred by starlight courage of our questions globular star cluster great turbulent clouds. With pretty stories for which there's little good evidence the carbon in our apple pies a still more glorious dawn awaits globular star cluster inconspicuous motes of rock and gas a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
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