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Toes crushing, imprinting, leaving mark
I walk this earth, enlightened, dawn of dark
With each rotation, spin, time passes by
reverse forward, then back, I question, why

Green pastures, seas, of blue and gold
mountain peaks, ravines, of ages, old
Packaged, spun, sold and bought, again
this great rock, takes on it's back, sustain

Deep beneath, this shallow earthen, grave
I rise up, I fall, then, rise again, I crave
From dusk til dawn, then dawn, til dusk
I gnaw and nibble, at this, enigma husk

Swirling back through light, til end
begin again, throw me up, spew, bend
Creatures of the earth, from ashes, dust
between you, god's creations, populate, a must

With these toes, I wear and tear, on you
covered soles, our souls, clad bodies, view
From swamps and pinnacles, space, and travel
I birds eye view, equate, in math, unravel

Tender, is the humming bird's, soft feather
alligators, chew and snap, upon my leather
From gnats to whales, and microcosmic, blink
this Earth and worlds alike, inside, and out, I think

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