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Certainty and the Continuum

Dear Climate Change, I have no humour;
teach me calm.

Then to the Catalyst Wars...

Dear Feudal Purgatory, make my welcome;
teach me fairness.

Then to the Elysian Fields where time was made.

Dear Mechanical Power, tell me of times;
teach me understanding.

Then to the Predestined Expansion.

Dear Vacuous Pre-matter, you are my metaphor;
teach me about myself.

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  • Exoskeletal
    May 17, 2008
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    Let me save everyone their time. This is shit!