Strange World
Things are moving, the world is changing. The other night I stood in a clearing and looked up at the sky. It was full of stars. I’ve lived in towns all my life until now and have only seen the sky a handful of times.
I tried to explain my wonder at the universe with the children that were with us, but alas i couldn’t get through. They dwell in the house of tomorrow and my world is a transparent shell as my parents was to me.
- Nov 4, 05:52 PM by mung
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