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2016-03-11

The way the world looks

When you are in the middle of the great plane, the whole world looks like it is right below your feet.
When you are on top of a mountain, the world looks far away.
When you are in a valley the world looks all around you.
In a forest the world looks lost do you.
At sea, the world looks like it drown and left you to follow.
In a crowd, the world looks away.
In orbit, the world looks back at you.

This poem makes me think of Adam Savage and his adventures.

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