...so that it better reflects my message (which can be found below the actual poem).
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The Birth of Celestial Bodies
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A smaller strain of consciousness forms my galaxies
Varied sentience, synergistic in me
The guise of self is cancer causing disunity
Spatial bodies, microcosms repeat
Our source of life evolving over time to get through
Double helix, whispered secrets in you
Those paranoid and predatory veiling the truth
Mind controlling, and distracting on cue
Another hidden presence speaks image in dreams
Conscience crying, ego dying in me
A timeless influence from nowhere piercing through sleep
The over-mind, underlying all things.
Some crucial mysteries claim to be un-pursued
Space is yawning, spawning questions in you
The ruling hand of shepherds weeding out the confused
Inquisition, the imposition they choose
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