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Oct 2013
Electric currents run rampant
Through pulsing bodies
Connecting with one another
In ways we do not yet understand.
We care not to know the meaning
Of these waves, these
Gravitational pulls we feel
Between one another.
The only thing we care
To know is that
They exist at all.
There is no how, or why;
Things just are,
Because we allow them to be
Without gruelling questions.
Victoria Kiely
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Victoria Kiely  Guelph
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