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07.17.09

Who are we?
Inquired my friend
Inexistance perhaps
Scaled down to
Nothingness
Heartbeats are silenced
To an amplification so great
So great we believe it's there
Metronomical
Is that even a word?
We ask ourselves
And of course it is
We just said it
Creation
Unheard of?
Or unseen?
Perhaps both
Engineered articulation
Unfathomable
By those walking
In lines so great
They stretch the whole world
Until disintegration
The End
No the beginning
The essence
Of who we are
Defied
You and your brothers
And your heroes
And those unearthly
Gods
Do not exist
By my side
Or in the heavens
That are but
Skies
So blue
As blue as my sad
Who comes around
On occasions of
Exploration
Too see inside
The answer
To my friend's
Inquiry
Which has
Not to
This day been
Answered