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Ageing of Right or Wrong.



The e in yeah evolved from the core of the earth to the word Yahway. Hotter than lava the earth was filled with hate. Somehow turning into good like an orb of light holding back the tide. The simple shoot grew into a thin tree. Its age lines grew circles by year of birth, its core like the skin aging, sagging and wrinkled lines appear in waves of good and evil. Complex contours of grey scale fingerprint the earth claiming forests of behaviour, until judgement day where they burn or fall naturally, or live on infinitely as a dance on water stems the pain for the very period you existed.
The greys the branches of personality that etch on the soul with every lifetime lived until all the leaves bar one have played their autumnal beats. God lines up his men from oldest to youngest including himself and all his creations on a single giant feather and drives this train of feathers through a tunnel of love bridging over it in rivers flowing.
Yeah the way they were going was up, as expected the town was dark and tirenous but the lights melodiously fleeted into flight itself as dreams were captured and lost into the air once more. Gowning the earth that one last feather returned and joined the train of the forgiven blowing feathers alone through the tunnel completing its journey. When realised the core of earth cleansed once more. The e became as unique as the completion of evolution.

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Yeah Yeah! Said the righteous man.

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Written on October 04, 2021

Submitted by heathert.34240 on October 04, 2021

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