Diging in the dirt I stop for nothing and the sun bears down
Oscillating between thought to no thought
Becoming enamored in the day
Exactly a prayer with out word; water with fall
Together near by seperated by a generation
Osmosis is how the world enters my being
And the performance is not observed
Not art yet artistic and completion found
Only art arrives arranged in photons collected by another
Territory is claimed by means that end at the stored of light
Hero to another moment gone by
Even strength continues beyond what you have
Remember that life can be in surprising ways
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