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Mar 2014
as we hurtle through deep open space,
at a resoundingly dangerous fast pace.
dependent upon wings we've never had,
relishing the good, and suffering the bad.

We, are composed of seven octillion atoms,
walking this earth in God's universal patterns.
spawned from womb, and bound for the tomb,
moving through life, as we walk through rooms.
Beryl Starkovic
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Beryl Starkovic
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