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Huddled masses, migration. The Ancient Act of Avoiding annihilation. Soldier on, judgment lies in waitin. Can't corral them with information. A Birds eye view, of a movement due. Sense it in the wind, the signals true. As the sky stays dark, the tribe embarks. The monumental moment has left it's mark. Internal draw of a warning system. The polar pull to find what is missin. Travel pathways, choked with the dead. Shifting landscapes, bathed in red. Survival by all means, cost and cover. Pristine utopia starts to smother. Exits are blocked off, a dead end. Untimely demise, nowhere to mend. Landslide slope within a scorched sun. The discourse blew out thee forced one. Find solar souls in the hollows of their bones. Collar conditions buried in thrones. Plant life die, water dries, mortality lowers, fear on the rise. Tis the season, cease with reason, exhale history and breathe extinction. kill me again, dig up my bones, breath extinction, i’ll carry you home. breath extinction, reincarnation. breath extinction, kill me kill me kill me again. Time is wasting, I'm still debating if this go 'round was part of a test. Every day a journey, all filled with learning and I hope to god I did my best. But after all this is done and said, there will come a day when I'm on my deathbed, when pictures flash before my eyes, the time comes where I have to decide if I failed this life, or if there's a next. One more try you'd see my best. Mercy great creator, know I tried, carry me on to another life. we are long gone salted fossils fogged window songs lost at sea. well drawn dawn exposing coccyx bones while bronzing relics free. while crichton tried to rewrite the lives of giant reptile might, spielberg couldn’t grip the side of logic replaced with fright. they fled the mirror and escaped our page but we found their words, dirt embraced. purpose laced commercial waste jurrasic parking lots of space. unpaved planes walked by gods caught in slipstream caustic thought. geronima moments open eyes sasquatch coma swollen flies. ogres cry, poems die, slow motion focus don’t ask why. robust sky, cloudy hearts, massive lizards, frozen art. i’ll take you where you need to go i’ll take you where you want to go.
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