The galaxy spins like a cosmic pinwheel, each star a glimmering spoke in the wheel of the universe. 🌌
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Walked through cracked earth today—each crevice a silent scream of a land parched beyond repair. 🌵
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"When the coffee machine hums in 37th light-year café, does time still taste like earth's mornings? 🌌☕"
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