Here now this morn
space lowers her eye lashes and blushes
perhaps embarrassed at her deception
we judge her not for bliss rapture gushes
as it should have been since the inception
but now flicker-free is our perception
space is a veil through which we can now peep
preparing us for a consciousness leap
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