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I look up at your macro-skies,
dark and enormous,
your handmade sky-jewelry,
moon and stars
mounted in their settings.
Then I look at my micro-self
and wonder,
why do you bother with us?
Why take a second look our way?
Ps. 8.3-4


my inner smile
The moon lost its first love today.

thatkindofwoman:

RIP Neil Armstrong. 

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