Travel

Location

Wow...

All that color? in all of that black?

That black that goes on forever.

A place called space for its vast amount of just that, space.

A place that holds, no, cradels our little ball of color.

Thats where i am, but that is also where I need to explore.

Out of all that space, that vast endless amount...   

I ended up on this ball of color that I barely know anything about.

I plan to find out more about our little ball of color, by the simple term of travel.

 

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