On The Mobile Voices Spoke Into The Night
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On the mobile voices spoke into the night
Of things that sparked of plight
Of being trapped in stars, planets as of night.
There was a Dense Wall yet thin moving
Along Mtahleb moving.
All in the All be tapped
And be gray
Awaiting some replenishment and day.
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