Sitting at my desk in awe, it strikes me that it's not just 3:41 am, but also July 4th. I hadn't intentionally chosen this poem due to today's date, nor did I realize its fitting significance until this very moment—poetry just works that way. It connects us to the vastness of the universe and reassures us that we're on…
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