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Sep 2020
Been around the Sun
many times.
This constant spinning
to go nowhere.
But of course
that's all physical.
There is a journey,
other, spiritual.
This hard knock
space path-
of no choice
from birth.
Has a mysterious
quality.
The ghost within
all meaning.
The ghost that
travels onward.
Written by
nivek
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