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Reemergence of our Path
ShelbyS

Holding my gaze is this
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archaic flow, brightly cascading
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through midnight sky.
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There is no truth in the flesh,
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my bones are only as old as
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human memory allows.
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Energy builds to reach
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full circle, to spin faster
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than our bodies can handle.
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{we have come to a present where
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this process must be forced
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or we risk extinction}
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Charlie had it right;
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every species must move towards
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a greater goal or risk dying off in
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our joyous race to existence.
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I'll see you when the sound gets deeper,
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when we hold our eye in the palm
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of our hands.
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26 Jan 05

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Darwinism. Interesting. I like this peice. I cant really think of any changes yet. Ill try to remember to come back.
 — InMyBlood

thankyou..!.
 — ShelbyS

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 — unknown

You know. Charlie has it right kind of gives it away. Im not sure if thats good or bad
 — InMyBlood

Wow. Amazing. I really like it. I agree with Devin, though. Charlie does give it away a little...
 — unknown

I'm taking strong meds. A poem like this makes the words jump in threatening ways. I have no idea what you're trying to say here. Why are you using profile-shaped paretheses?  {  }  ( foreheads, noses, chins)
 — outtolunch

I like the feel of evolution about this poem.I find creationists seriously alarming.
 — larrylark

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