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"you're here again."

she was still sitting there, watching the night sky.

she nodded.

"my name is orion, but what's yours?" she turned her attention away to look at the man in front of her.

he smiled, and looked up.

"you can call me whatever you need."

"ill call you galileo, a philosopher of the stars."

there was a bench where she sat, and he took a seat right next to her.

they contemplated the universe together.

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