The world is made up of water, rocks, and so many types of gasses surrounding this big huge earth.
Just as I thought as how the world would be as spherical as when it would to be seen from afar, it is never like a smooth ping pong ball as it seemed to be.
It has full of bumps, craters covered by water, somehow somewhat more beautiful that its lonely moon shining upon Earth during darkness, brightening the pitch blackness of the backdrop during nightfall.
As how I wish everything the world and it's earthlings would be perfect;
like how it was meant to be;
like how it may seem to be deceivingly true;
like how it seems like everything is alright;
IT IS NOT!
New revelation?
Think hard.
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