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Jan 2013
As one world we can see
With forward looking eyes
All there is on the surface
Is water parted skies

On the edge all we feel
Not up, side or down
The universal sphere
Pulls us in, out and around

How chanced we are to live here
As one as true and whole
Connected to each other
With radio antennae poles

Slim area of orbit
Sweet edge of earthy skin
Whoa I lay on this dimension
Observe the universe Iā€™m in

When one looks with eyes of hate
Upon the richness of this land
No longer is there sharing
No one lends a hand

The workings of the soul
Tempted twisted by our needs
A parasitic organism
Cares not for what it feeds

Everything that grows can feel
Everything that grows can heal
All we ever need believe is
None of our beliefs are real
Written by
Joseph Boulet
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