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Forever spinning on angels' trust,
Planets of our universe;
Earth, a beautiful blue jewel,
Glitters amongst the lot.
Spacecrafts carry our yearnings of,
New paths we hanker to tread;
For skeptics such is a lunatic endeavor.
But he is the loser, who refuses to dare,
Or to spread his wings, and thus to soar;
And tangle dreams in knots of despair.
But to say i can and then to dare,
To leave footsteps
In the ambiance of moon and time
Such is the journeyman's task
The Sunday Whirl Wordle 191