The moon is elegant. It could have ruled the night sky every day. But it sacrifices one day of its glory for the elegance of the stars. It comes back again, with its glory intact. ... We shall also step back at times, temporarily, for our companions.
But keep in mind: the stars keep their courtesy, and need not we humans.
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Random#1 in Non-Fiction(Jan,Feb 2017;Dec16) "All stories would glorify the Hunter until Lion learns to write" A collection of nano articles unfurling certain thought-provoking and/or sad and bad realities
