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Faded Line

Think of the rivers of blood
Spilled by all those generals and emperors
So that in glory and in triumph they could become
The momentary masters of a fraction of a dot

There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits
Than this distant image of our tiny world
It underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another
And to preserve and cherish that pale blue dot
The only home we've ever known