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Nov 2013
I follow them from place to place. I watch them build and build.
And when they are done I watch them do their final sweep..
They bring life to the dead dirt filled worlds. Where sand wispers and tries to remember what the water once felt like.

Most times they leave pyramids behind upon their wakes of life they seed into the dead dirt.. from there the pods grow without water as they are the water themselves.. they thrive on the dead forgotten sand..

It takes close to 5 million years for the pods to reach their ocean sizes.. once matured they open up and become the sea.. the remains of such pods are at the bottoms of these vast oceans..

the orange skies slowly shade themselves blue.. the process is quite beautiful.. the waters create storms and start to clense the dead dirt away into the seas.. from there rises the pillars of atmoshere into the orange skies above slowly filling in with dream blue blankets of life..

its at this point the final sweep is done by 2 life lancers.. they fly the new life planet and leave to the stars..

life starts anew..
In the beginning...
Solaces
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Solaces  South Texas
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