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Keith Mitchell Nov 2018
boy soaring
aim for infinity
periscoping love
feeling coming from all directions
raining down
visible to the naked-eye
Kama muta cite goosebumps
riding your space vehicle
opened hatch
hidden sanctum
missing throbbing molten heart
what tugs you here
then there
compelling omnipresent
hand reaching in
or is it reaching out
universe within delivering
vision dialed
even ratio
seeing yourself
inside and out
where
universe is unfolding
moore's law in reverse
things around spreading tenfold
humbling you
like a grain of sand
lost on a beach

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