Revibrations
O voice the humming of space,
You are a name in the buckets of stars,
You are a song of the opera,
You came like a water fledgling naiads,
then herons lifting your wings to fly,
Becoming land basedinto its soaring continents,
Then men, a vibrations of space,
Star immigrants, moon settlers, Eisenstein and Flash Gordon.
Michael Angelou'sArt, Da Vinci's Genius and Puccini's tenor,
A breath of nothing born from the songs compositions,
A breath of exhausts from galactic stars, a stateof compilations of nothing incomparable,
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