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We have but one
To call our own
No others allow
Our Earthly form
A heavenly body
Of living things
Floating
Around a brilliant star
We circle
As each days passes
For twenty four hours
We move
An endless orbit
Night into day
And day returns
Once again
Until our final hours
Our planet remains
A place we call home
The Daily Post: Planet
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