While my words moved in my mind,
While my mind moved elsewhere,
And we words moved in our mind,
Together we moved mountains.
Mountains, it’s rarely noted,
Never move mountains.
Poems are mountains in human
Terms, terms humans understand.
If we could move something grand,
Create something inspiring
Awe in an alien, an
Alien from another
System entirely, beyond
Mountains, that would be something.
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