Space travel
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Doesn't the space of light ever give you that feeling, I wonder what's it like up there, besides being on earth. Earth, you can see land, objects, things, and all sorts of places, but the only thing you can pint-point from outer-space, is the stars, and everyone knows the stars are one of the beautiful-lest things to watch and see. Their like diamonds floating in the sky, and you can imagine what it's like to actually be around a star, or even see a shooting star falling almost across your direction . The wonders of outer-space is like a miracle you can wish to take place.
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