When the Particles Spun
There was never a religion when the particles spun
It only became, when suppressed by our ones
It's within their suppression, that now leads to where we are
So why look above, and look for their star.
For their star never existed, or even a projected face
No wonder we are where we are, simply displaced
It's about time we closed our eyes, and simplified
To let Science reveal, that no one ever died
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Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2014
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