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  • There is no other sound but the rush and pressure of air racing all around as confirmation of human progress passes in uniform ribbons below

    As the expected randomness of the universe passes by and through the remaining arc of Now

    Arriving continuously as forces drawn to kismet, Now is transformed, its weight disallowing collection in its raw state

    Dissolved and reformed, Now becomes everything that was

    Settled and laid down upon a bed of itself, Now draws patterns, locked and unchanging
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