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Sunday, September 02, 2018

wonder) woe man


Stare into her night blue abyss,
Fathomless answers emanate
Directly random

Photon streaking points.
She better mannered, merely covers
Earth's hunger

In layered violet bruises
To thin human souls

(As normal animals know
To not cast ironic eyes
At times doorstep

That chasm of chimes
Forged of radio minerals
   Every instrument delects
   )Upon sense of wonder


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