We ascend)from the greatest miracle
that blindmost think never did happen
We sprightfully spring to always
beyond death’s empty reasons and hows
We transcend a trillion wishes and billions of prizes
and jump past dark was into now
We beseech the ever small-minded,far from ordinary’s cadaverous lair
to go beyond all of the cold puppetry and superficial lies
Let’s mail the old status quo to dead Pluto
and correct corrupt vision(with new purity in their eyes
Some friends’ tortoise (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017
Some friends’ tortoise (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017
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