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Sep 2013
Never before had it been this clear
It was not what was on, but what was in.
And as soon as this became obvious,
It all seemed to flow like God had commanded it.
Rapidly expanding, and always confounding,
It had come into itself.
It could not be halted,
It was a freight train moving fast through the night with
a very heavy load.
It was on fire, breaking through the stratosphere
It was taking no prisoners.
Originally dismissed by all, it was acknowledged by all as being,
"it".
Nobody saw it coming.
But everyone noticed when it hit.
It was going to change everything.
But suddenly,
It ended.
And everything stayed the same as it always had.
Jack Von Watson
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