Birth Quake

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The tremor of the virgin womb

Broke through the membrane

Of the silent sky

A cry so loud

It cracked the world apart

And bore a golden sun coming

On a wet tide of morning washed

A glowing orb of shooting star

To fade and fall into the earth

Ourselves and to mortality

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