the limited mission to Mars had separated our cargo to be ammo and the sky twinkled from afar to know that new was possible. the formal vice-captain had eluded the trial catchment service and had drawn into the dioramic measurement that held on to the pressure in a capsule. and under trial log the forks of heaven showed from afar again to withstand the gauges of fire that had broken down upon landing on this new barren wasteland that had coughed up the last of our energy on fall and the sky twinkled again.
heaven was small and i had it in hand and in the DARKNESS OF MY HAND, i had a cottonwood tree seed that would entangle life on a planet or another uncreated world that could not be seen until i opened my hand and there the light within had shown darkness darker and lonely. then i saw her in all Her apparel and i fell in love for the first time in the dark of the night when she was there looking for Me.
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