He could see the sun sneaking up on the horizon. Another day. Another struggle. Thought he. She could see the sun peeping from behind the trees. Another day. Another adventure. Thought she. They could see the sun smiling on their village. Another day. Another hunt. Thought they. What Hubble saw was only a wayward meteor that was headed for a planet called Earth.
All the rants and raves from a brain that has endured decades of anthropological abuse.
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