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Jan 2014
I've witnessed
the curvature
of the Earth
more than two dozen times
while standing
on my own two feet.

Each time
when I commune like this,
with these swirling
zephyr-clouds,
they whisper to me,
songs,
something different.

And upon
the rising of the
morning star,
me too,
in tune with the gods.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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