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last ones left (7)

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By Robbie BalePublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
last ones left (7)
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The rocket's engines roared to life, propelling the vessel away from the dying world below. Inside, the survivors clung to hope like a lifeline, their faces etched with a mixture of grief and determination.

Victor, too, felt the weight of his choices pressing down on him, a heavy burden that threatened to consume him. As they hurtled through the darkness of space, Victor found solace in the stars.

the way the stars align is insane

They were distant yet comforting, a reminder that there was still beauty and wonder in the universe despite the destruction they had left behind.

surreal poetry

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