Speaking in echoes across the void,
To the gathering shapes below
A smiling sloth seeks shining light speaking deliberately slow:
- with these lips, calling out to those who listen.
-with these toes exploring unknown forces
-With these fingers shaping flame into something new,
Waking once again,
Squinting through murky fluid
Breathing through the long long stem
holding the seed tightly in teeth
Swarming schools of color
Circling once more
The original words form.
Solidifying the diving force
Dripping cold life
Smiling just because.
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