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Perspective


I am lying on the grass looking up, falling asleep under the

Map of stars that dot and color our dark and dreary skies with their light,

shining brightly even from billions of light years away. I

Feel the presence of

All that have been before me, that have

Died and joined the cycle that

I know as life. It comforts me to know that

No matter how bad things are, or ever will become, the

Good will always be, because time heals everything;

sooner or later all pain will fade

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