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A fleeting glimpse
Its thought embodied across the galaxy The sky ebbs and flows Reflection of Mother Ocean by day Reflected back at night Silent picture The quiet of wonder in awe Meteors, like dreams fly for one spontaneous moment They dazzle our sight, our very soul Mind yearning for answers...completion Fulfillment of an age-old need They streak against the darkened sky Pure energy, pure sight, pure love And in that final, blazing trail of light We move on Spectacular display Creation, spirit, death In the space of a breath We move on...
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