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This is the sound of a grade 8's harpest, who also has time to run their own bakery.

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available on self-employed. Talked to Naisley. As a child, I used to spend the nights lying

out on the yard, staring up into the magnificent night sky above. Since we lived a decent distance

away from the city, the nights plunged us into a brilliant darkness, allowing us

to see and identify thousands of bright stars. Each of them had died on the black canvas of

the universe. I used to wonder what fantastical worlds existed among the stars and the vastness

of our universe, whether or not they contained life, what they looked like, and how they thought.

Were they like us, with dreams, plans, and hopes? Are they friendly, looking to build a society

among the stars? Or would they rather see us wiped from the universe's existence?

As I tell you this, I no longer wonder about these things. I do not seek to find life among the

various celestial bodies hanging in our cold universe. Because I know the answer to all of these

questions. Because as it turns out, the first person to make contact with extra terrestrial life

far away from the safety of Earth would be me. Ground control, we have visual confirmation of

16 psyche, preparing for the final approach. I spoke into the radio, trying to hide the nervousness

building up in my chest. A colossal asteroid hung before us, gently gliding through the empty

void of space. It measured more than 200 kilometers in diameter, meaning it was 20 times the size of

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