I began fidgeting nervously in the line for the telescope, eagerly awaiting my chance to look at the thirty five trillion mile wide nebula. I imagined a huge abstract cloud with a vast array of blues, pink and greens throughout the entire thing. And very dimly glowing inside the cloud were four or five stars being born. Just the thought of that actually being true was so mesmerizing to me.
             Finally, it was my turn to look at the nebula. I quickly got down on my knees and looked through the scope. I saw a very distant white cloud with two stars inside of it. I started having a doubt as to whether it was still larger than life or not. I was waiting in line all this time just to see a little piece of white cloud. Then I looked up to Mr. Fuhhr and he said to me, “Those stars are being born as we speak!” As he
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