Inspiration
Inspiration Pacing out the arc with my eyes closed, Stepping each degree with care, I turn ideas over on a radius that grows, Expanding elastic turbines in the air. The gravity of its mass requires My close attention, centering the force; A spinning plate-like galaxy that inspires A multitude of origins (ultimately the only source).
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