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Good evening. For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams - Poe by u/ReleaseBeneficial840 in TheNightFeeling

16 days into 2020 and still no easy-to-use personal jet packs or a united Earth joined in a federation of planets peacefully exploring the stars.
ReplyDeleteThis century sucks.