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The Crux Of The Matter after we knocked out the streetlamp playing nighttime frisbee we looked into the Argentinian darkness and saw for the first time the Southern Cross I realized then I was on the other side of the world and even when I was called back home the other side of the world would haunt my desire upside down but never falling off now in an Omaha October when leaves begin
their auspicious route and graves slip into twilight even now the great mystery that draws us all reminds me by our mortal nature we are so small they say there is starlight from numberless galaxies that takes billions of lightyears to reach the earth but are we not fools to believe that NOW there is something out there still it may take another billion years to know the truth that all there was when we looked at the Southern Cross was a void that traveled a billion years to reach our eyes and yet I still recall how when I looked into his soul covered by flesh like a hand covered by a glove I thought I saw a light that poets say is love CommentsComments are closed.
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