rain came to pool my dust
it bubbles into lumps of mud
gathers more to form mound
i saw movement from within
i saw finger twitching, pointing
sun rising over sea of new life
i took flesh and walk away
smile on my naughty face
phasing my way skip, skip
where is everybody may i
could be asleep resting
after a long day of work
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