On this red soil, I asked myself : would my world be the same if I hadn't bullied Derrick in 3rd grade.
At the same time I felt Phobos's shadow pass over me. Coincidence, I think not.
Martin wouldn't stop barking. He must have also been going nuts.
we had to go home, the sun was about to fall behind the Horizon.
On each planet we can see a Sunset. A thought that makes you feel minuscule.
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