Rising suns and babbling brooks.
Tropical forests and sleeping meadows.
Modern marvels and scientific breakthroughs.
Exciting discoveries and limitless frontiers.
Devoted friends and caring strangers.
Lives and loves and souls to hold so close, one’s own heart could burst.
Can you even count the splendors, John?
The Universe
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