Genesis
when the fabric of time was torn
the piece of the first stone thrown
turns into a shard of grenade that is born
children create and destroy the universe:
the girl scattered gravels on the floor
count them and sing them
the same old song
of the first and old girl
who gathered stones from the ground
on the beach without water
the boy looks at the world
in his retina is hidden
the equation that explains life
he runs and the planet spins
he screams and the air turns to sea
and the sea becomes agitation
you know, any day these facts
will create the new creation
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