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THE BIRTH
See, hear, my little one.
Your senses tuning finely to Earth’s
Undulating, rhythmic waves of ageless,
Age-old lifeforce
Pulsing lifeless forms to life.
Measured heartbeats drumming out
Life’s message
Through the ether, ever nearer
Farther than the furthest orb
Twinkling its cyclic orbit
Ever onwards
Through the ebony-black, empty-black
Dark.
Forcing: nothing;...
Monday 25th January 2016 1:25 pm
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