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Some days the fog was a little sparser:
we all rejoiced loudly: that: we finally see each other:
"Have you always been such an ugly baboon?"
But silently: we were afraid: that: it might disappear completely:
people and things looked different: than I remembered them:
I couldn't concentrate: the details annoyed me 
- of course: except your: my indian princess -
the day we first heard Ember 0 from the asteroid belt: 
I could step back in three full steps: and from there: 
with proud pleasure: to admire your magnificent outlines