It keeps ticking
How you decide on who lives
Let them drown but once, twice
Shaking terra firma, at speed
Planets come and be amazed
I am wise, prize, disguise
Swimming 'neath your telescope
What makes mathematics of the fallen...
To maps of soul harbours
Trinkets of base metals
Petals from a black orchid
Dancing, a tonne at a time
When I grow up...
Want to be a baby elephant
Dry sand and wet dew
Decipher ancient scripts
From the time of Moses.
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