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Wednesday, November 7, 2012

An Island of Sand

The sky was filled with millions of stars. A young boy tugs at his grandpa's shoulder.

"With so many stars, what happens when one goes out? Would anyone notice?"

 And the grandfather answered:

"No."

"But the universe becomes a little colder.

"And a little less bright."
Posted by The Wull at 7:11 AM

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