tarantulla81

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the end of the beginning

I sow a bird once, Red as fire and free as air. Flting through the sky’s so blue Under the clouds so light Above the lands so dark. That bird was a soul inside the soul.

the beginning of the beginning

In the beginning there was the end, And in the end there was the nothing. After the nothing came the something, And with the something sound was born. The sound was ohm.