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Regarding Planetary Alignment

Planets are in motion and matched upon a level plane. Ducks are waddling faster just to fall in line. Pundits, prophets, and drunken poets opine over a mystic wine, others follow the science around in ever increasing circles. Dogs and cats are eloping, bookmakers are hardly coping for all bets are both on and off. Could it be, is it possible? Will the sky skinny-dip in a new revelation of light or dark? I am watching the elephants and the scurrying mice; noting if they are heading toward holes in the fabric of a fresh 'spick and span' reality or just fleeing one more conspiracy theory. Meanwhile I draw straight lines trying to figure out how disappearing perspectives can give us all the run-around.

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