The Unknown
Forget for a moment that we are pilgrims of mortality, and come and sail beyond the tinkering skies, chasing the rays of the sun, and cross into the eternal seas of space and time. Open your eyes only to witness the callous of darkness and the nonexistence difference between day and night.
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