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We are not just aiming creatures, but also changing creatures Ever moving steadily offwards Acting only when we want to be, or time compels us to be more Some think, some feel, some find their way in the formidable dark Some ponder and abhor the sight But creatures we are nonetheless, in ever undoubted outline Stark is our contrast Night is our eyesight And burning is our ambition bright
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Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 7:16 PM UTC
The Changing, Aiming, Ever