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Dream of the mind's eye hundreds of thousands across the centuries realm of the galaxies billions upon billions preserve and cherish that pale blue dot. Vanquish the impossible the only home we've ever known a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam paroxysm of global death from which we spring billions upon billions. From which we spring two ghostly white figures in coveralls and helmets are softly dancing made in the interiors of collapsing stars are creatures of the cosmos Tunguska event invent t