I found this while looking through my journal from years ago. It still felt interesting, so I thought I would post.
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The spaces of the step move through time
Alone in the way of the world
The children of the seven
Will pull the life sideways
Almost forgotten is the
PULSE
Shockwaves of the
past
in the future of
my present
.
.
I still know the
one to save
the Earth
the moon
the stars
the shape
of what I
want
to
be
still unknown
to try to force
All I have to [do] is to do
Not try but do
.
.
I am the Bastard
son of the Planet
Except when it
Rains
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