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Dec 2021
The first chore of consciousness is to
remember that it is darkness,
and that some of that darkness is bone.  
Its these molecules that grew tired from all the fuss of Gravity
and slowed,
and built a circular cathrdral and
from it cast long outreaches ******* more
but its not enough so there is skin, sailed between
and catching breath for the movement dreamed.
Robert C Ellis
Written by
Robert C Ellis  Greenville, SC
(Greenville, SC)   
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         Wk kortas, Larry and Vanessa Gatley
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