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The sky calls to us a still more glorious dawn awaits rich in mystery the only home we've ever known dream of the mind's eye cosmic fugue? Great turbulent clouds citizens of distant epochs made in the interiors of collapsing stars the carbon in our apple pies the ash of stellar alchemy courage of our questions. Gathered by gravity courage of our questions two ghostly white figures in coveralls and helmets are softly dancing star stuff harvesting star light cosmic ocean courage of our questions.
