Memories

His dirty green coat and hat. Dark blue eyes squinting into the nothingness. Dirty grey glasses glued to his face.

He was proud but devastated to lose so many people in the war but proud to have won. All he wanted is to win with his friends not alone. Very old now a veteran he would have preferred it to have been him to get attacked instead of others. He had always put others before himself because he just wanted the best for others, he lived all alone no kids no wife just him.

My Wondering's About Space

Temperature, Capacity and Mass

What Space Objects Are Out There.

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