Synthetic Moons
Insignificant
This dust
A void
We trust
This is real
Magnetic solids
Fate is sealed
Whatever
You call it
So struggle still
Churning fauna
In constant flux
Earthly sauna
Show me
The end
If it’s soon
I can't defend
Synthetic moons
Copyright © Andy Thomson | Year Posted 2013
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