(1st week May 2020)
The Age We Create
At the center
spins the void
It echoes in silence
and throws
invisible sparks
across a multitude
of galaxiesThis is the heart
of mystery
The unknown
that we create
intentionally
and unconsciouslyIt drives us
to search it out
To conquer
every obstacle
between us
and it's evasive
tacticsUntil then
we design
in the dark
We lay out
the parameters
we envisionAnd the answers
we imagine
become the basis
of the age
we create
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