It's (AI)right

in #poetry7 years ago

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A home transformed by the lightning the balanced alcoves smother this insatiable earth of a planet, Earth. They attacked it with mechanical horses because they love you, love, in fire and wind. You say, what is the time waiting for in it's spring? I tell you it is waiting for your branch that flows, because you are a sweet-smelling diamond architecture that does not know why it grows.

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