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Look all around and behold the profound
As you drown in the sound of the sky meeting ground.
Listen and hear those glistening spheres,
The falling of tears, the facing of fears,
As the static still soars, erratic and more,
And the heavens do roar like always before.
So fickle, this trickle, that eases my mind,
With the nurture of nature returning in time.
This weather, a feather, as it floats on the wind,
While I'm poised on the noise of where it begins.
-Andrew J. Golubiewski-
As you drown in the sound of the sky meeting ground.
Listen and hear those glistening spheres,
The falling of tears, the facing of fears,
As the static still soars, erratic and more,
And the heavens do roar like always before.
So fickle, this trickle, that eases my mind,
With the nurture of nature returning in time.
This weather, a feather, as it floats on the wind,
While I'm poised on the noise of where it begins.
-Andrew J. Golubiewski-
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