truth beyond
human conception
may not even
have form
forms unknown
vast fill
countless spaces
throughout universe
cosmos expanding
human knowledge
but a couple of keys
on a piano stretching
in length kilometres
we play a few bars
a couple of short bars
in donkey verse
profess to have reached
the absolute pinnacle
of evolutionary heights
in hubristic declarations
of twenty first century
flat earth perceptions theories
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