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Three Bubble Steps
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All their equipment andinstruments are alive.
A peep at some distant orb has power to
raise and purify our thoughts like a strain of
sacred music.
A red flair silhouetted the
jagged edge of a wing.
As the minuteness of the parts formed a
great hindrance to my speed, I resolved,
contrary to my first intention.
Almost before we knew it, we
had left the ground.
As I went on, still gaining velocity, the
palpitation of night and day merged into one
continuous greyness.
3. Three Bubble Steps
All their equipment andinstruments are alive.
A peep at some distant orb has power to
raise and purify our thoughts like a strain of
sacred music.
Almost before we knew it, we
had left the ground.
As I went on, still gaining velocity, the
palpitation of night and day merged into one
continuous greyness.
A red flair silhouetted the
jagged edge of a wing.
As the minuteness of the parts formed a
great hindrance to my speed, I resolved,
contrary to my first intention.
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All their equipment andinstruments are alive.
A peep at some distant orb has power to
raise and purify our thoughts like a strain of
sacred music.
She stared through the
window at the stars.
Almost before we knew it, we
had left the ground.
As I went on, still gaining velocity, the
palpitation of night and day merged into one
continuous greyness.
I shall see the face of Mars, anyhow, and
that will be a rare experience. It seems to
me that a view.
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As I went on, still gaining
velocity, the palpitation of
night and day merged.
As the minuteness of the
parts formed a great
hindrance to my speed.
I shall see the face of
Mars, anyhow, and that will
be a rare experience.
A peep at some distant orb
has power to raise and
purify.
6. Four Bubble Steps
All their equipment andinstruments are alive.
A peep at some distant orb has power to
raise and purify our thoughts like a strain of
sacred music.
Almost before we knew it, we
had left the ground.
As I went on, still gaining velocity, the
palpitation of night and day merged into one
continuous greyness.
A red flair silhouetted the
jagged edge of a wing.
As the minuteness of the parts formed a
great hindrance to my speed, I resolved,
contrary to my first intention.
She stared through the
window at the stars.
I shall see the face of Mars, anyhow, and
that will be a rare experience. It seems to
me that a view.