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Oct 2023
how, numbers are beautiful
i don´t see
-neither do we-

we understand the
universe
little

we are an insect
crawling up
a human leg..

all the resources
we spent on research
and space travel

had we used them on something
more immediate perhaps
we would nt be

frying and flooding
in equal measures
still,there is much

to know..
i know they look at me
like an alien

down the arts council
when i seek financing
what odds the alien,paul..?
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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