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nescient of origins,                    roaring narrow views-- a wend of finite specieshood                            collides around a pond-shore                                                          dreamt in colors algae soft. car sized turtles sink                 glow into the liquid cool                               while stegosauri billow bottom silt, their diamond spine-points          tacking to my gaze an oil depth. time slows in,          viscous under water  sun                                   silent evening stomp. sipping breath above,                bone-dry families                                 coo their brittle nests while scaly giants           skinny dip. ripples red and gold              darken black as tar as yawning maws,                 eyedrop lashes                                squeezed, feel the draw of kismet              gravely wink in jetsam                            at their young, who, tugging tail-end games                        despite a brooding storm                                                         skitter jubilance. i dive in stasis           nudely arched                        above my shadow as other apex mouths            arrayed in awe                               foresee
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Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 5:22 PM UTC
why dinosaurs are important
nescient of origins,                    roaring narrow views-- a wend of finite specieshood                            collides around a pond-shore                                                          dreamt in colors algae soft. car sized turtles sink                 glow into the liquid cool                               while stegosauri billow bottom silt, their diamond spine-points          tacking to my gaze an oil depth. time slows in,          viscous under water  sun                                   silent evening stomp. sipping breath above,                bone-dry families                                 coo their brittle nests while scaly giants           skinny dip. ripples red and gold              darken black as tar as yawning maws,                 eyedrop lashes                                squeezed, feel the draw of kismet              gravely wink in jetsam                            at their young, who, tugging tail-end games                        despite a brooding storm                                                         skitter jubilance. i dive in stasis           nudely arched                        above my shadow as other apex mouths            arrayed in awe                               foresee
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Oct 4, 2015 at 5:22 PM UTC
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