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The galaxy is within my dreams.

I see it.

I feel it.

I soar through it.

The world is my playground.

I walk upon it.

I run upon it.

I breath in its air.

I love to feel its cool breezes.

I love the way the sun shines upon my face and the

way the moon glimmers upon my skin.

Everyone also takes part in and plays on my playground,

but they harm it.

Will there be enough left for the next generation?

Oh, how I hope so.