| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - our eyes.Open, at the infinity of incomprehensible space.What are you and Iin front of these thousands of light years?Like dust particles wavering,in the morning light; minute me and you-s.Remember the light; the ones you capturedin that moment in time, in that space,in your eyes.Remember; when others blur.Or when obscurity comes along for a ride,or when the blues are a shade too dark,revive the t
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