Right there next to you
In the void
Amidst the millions of other's.
The vibrant colors of each other one here
Green, yellow, gold and brown.
There is the primordial soup, a caldren of
Bodies wrapped up in gas and dust,
Risen up from the dirt,
One with one on one with he who is I am.
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