we revolve around the sun
and not vice versa
a blow to church dogma
which considered us the center
of the universe
in his image even
what we are is a race of cranks
ready to punch holes
into any talk of our supposed
divinity
and yet we yearn
our death, when it comes
its going to be spectacular
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Author:
rabanal9 (
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