Sunday, February 10, 2008

Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun

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To embody the engine,

The roar and flame

To propel from behind

forwardly insane.

To love without need,

and to take without care,

to eat and to feed,

to tirelessly stare.

Like a cobra in love,

while hunting its pray,

Peering from above,

and never looking away.
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