Poem By SwitchGears
I am sprung from the primordial past
I am ancient by the counting of days
Yet I am new and awakening again
a random seed flung in the mix
an echo of what once was
and will be again
I am young
and yearn
to see it all once more
Variatiion of display design I am sprung from the primordial past I am ancient by the counting of days Yet I am new and awakening again a random seed flung in the mix an echo of what once was and will be again I am young and yearn to see it all once more
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