Once we wandered, spilling ourselves all over this space, not afraid of the wheel, many lives spinning amongst it’s spoke, without worry over good or bad, spiraling to this earth, light stepping off into the dark, just for a while, choosing to sleep with the silence and wake with the sun, how forgetful we become as we round this circle, our fingers left pointing at the moon.
– Josh Fleming
Inspired by words written by Robert Lee Brewer in: Solving The World’s Problems, word re-arranged for a remix challenge submitted to the author at:
http://www.robertleebrewer.com/
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