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Book 28 Page 8




Space; you’re in it if you’re an astronaut.

You need it if you’re in a relationship.

You desire it if you’re in jail.

You demand it when it’s taken away.


You fight for it when you think someone has yours.

You rejoice in it if you are a dancer.

You view and manipulate it if you’re creative.


Space; it’s not only the “final” but the original and the ‘universal,’ frontier.













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