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Staring long at midnight

our spirit

patiently waiting 

under soft galaxies 

by a violin glow of fire

yellow-orange

shadows dancing

opening

over stone 

stenciled up upon 

countless worlds

all of the 

history universe

………………and we reach inside it………………

it jumps out and sticks on us 

it soaks through our skin

it crawls into our bones

reaching back 

back in us 

unlocking every door 

going back past the blood it goes

further

than our life

further than our small twinkling of reason and it comes to

that well

we all used to know we sprang forth

of when we first started to construct 

ourselves from dust and water