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Ever sit down and think about how we're all being hurled through space at a million miles per hour?

I sometimes think about how it's a great big universe, and we're all really puny. We're just tiny little specks, about the size of Mickey Rooney.
I contemplate more so the million pieces of space garbage we've left which inevitably will eventually halt all space travel
Are you telling me you can't feel that?
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