Stirring Of Wings
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Stirring of wings
Whirr of the tides
Fluttering
Of giant bats
No cities
No towns
Just plains and
Fields
And mounts
And hills
And rocks
And
The lake
And
Afar the line of the sea
But
The smells of the jungle
The claw of raw blood
The red of the centuries
And ages of geology:
Genesis
Extinction
And
Extinction
Genesis
Concurrent
All time
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