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The Liberation

"The Liberation" When your home is torn out from underneath you, like a rug or a tablecloth, nothing of value is left standing on the surface, except silence. life implodes for a while, you’d think the vessel empty. however, eventually, what burns inside is enough to fuel an atomic missile; you think better of that and turn your efforts towards other higher-level new worlds and your escape mission. a bid for life at all costs, you take survival and run with it, igniting the benefits of universal Love, blasting off from the nucleus with the courageous winged warriors locked in, seated; from the front you turn the ignition key, squadron leading The Liberation platforms like it's some kind of baptism by fire, like it's some kind of rebirth, like it's some kind of suicide mission you smile, and settle for, Thanks Giving Season. mission accomplished, you've become ungrounded, you're finally leaving Earth Women and children first (LadyLabyrinth/ 2022)

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Date: 11/19/2022 11:42:00 PM
"Gravity Waves"/Nigel John Stanford.
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Date: 11/19/2022 11:42:00 PM