Freshly Recycled
Do you believe in miracles
Do you want the angels to land on your eyelids
Does it feel like a frosty breath is merely a conglomeration
And simultaneous expulsion of ghosts
The shared air of time
Elements refuse to expire
I believe we are the miracles of many elemental interactions
The essence of the deepest bonds
We can dance easily when hands intertwine
You are the gods
The fire from within the mitochondria proves it
Dust of the sun
With a dusting from the cosmos
Green life
Blue life
Blue-green algae
Yes
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