By Sequan Wilson
A book is a story of endless dreams,
Containing priceless amounts of wayward lives.
Cutting a rift through time and space,
Space - without it we'd have no lives.
Where space remains a mystery,
where it stops is endless,
it lingers around you everywhere,
Before you close the book.
But remember this well,
Keep an open mind and space'll be
everywhere.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Space
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