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Far and near they are two stars rose in the same orbit. One shows up is a dazzling shimmering sun. One is so polished fine as if the zenith is zipped in zero bytes. No grave can grasp it in the end. It has no end, no size zero left to demise. An ocean is no more now is only a drop. Now the ocean is in a drop. Still on the ground walking the walk but those giant feet do not show up! Can we hear it bending the ear on the ground? The orbits on the go with the sun on the top pile into the vibration within only to float up a notch then bends down once more.
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Nov 8, 2017
Nov 8, 2017 at 10:03 PM UTC
The Other Side of the Sun
Far and near they are two stars rose in the same orbit. One shows up is a dazzling shimmering sun. One is so polished fine as if the zenith is zipped in zero bytes. No grave can grasp it in the end. It has no end, no size zero left to demise. An ocean is no more now is only a drop. Now the ocean is in a drop. Still on the ground walking the walk but those giant feet do not show up! Can we hear it bending the ear on the ground? The orbits on the go with the sun on the top pile into the vibration within only to float up a notch then bends down once more.
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Nov 8, 2017
Nov 8, 2017 at 10:03 PM UTC
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