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The Cursor

Pulsating life - -
Will
Light.

No, don’t fade out
Tonight:
Keep on pulsing - -

While I sleep:
You are conscience,
Memory - -

When I wake,
You are still there
Waiting –

Another day
Of creation
Flowers unfolding - -

Green,
Colour of spring --
Of young grass leaves - -

Another day
of destruction --
Instant erasing
non being.

Reveal to me
Your truths:
What are you hiding?

Is it you
Or I
Thinking?

Execute,
Exit..
Good night, Hal --

 

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