I wanted to see farther. I wanted to fly out the window through trees, in the thick color of the sky, and merge with whatever I find there. Night after night. Day after day. Steaming the windowpane, my face was so close. I wanted to see more, to know more, to be more. Sounds like romantic. Dream. That’s how it is science to me. A piece of poetry. An eternal quest to unknown.
My childhood continues.
My childhood continues.
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