Looking at what scares the world
Determined to run toward, consciously
Knowing that to run away is toward anyway
The experimentation with form
The implementation of desire
The complimenting of gender, is love ❤
The recorders can recount
Nothing but time.
Doing slows time down
Being speeds time up
This vertical eternity spans between
The days of birth and death, the same.
Only God can make it plain,
So to avoid error
Neither complain nor explain
Looking forward, backward, inward, toward the day of breath, that rhymes with death
Those magic letters e a r t h that with b i d combine our history, our valency.
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