It is darkness and free will, I, a bottle, a faint light.
I am water by right, this flesh a soft light.
It is shielding made of voidstuff that allows free flight.
I am one single line through my point circled precisely and I am my dendrites.
I am a grey-black sphere, when I shape and I shift.
For the purpose of The Planets growth I sift.
I am archeology and I am shadowed cheer.
I am psychology without any tears.
I sit to the left as much as I sit to the right,
but when I move, it’s straight ahead, and with no light.
There is nothing I can not perceive, yet no things will cause fright.
Planet Earth aligns Herself at zero point, finishing the fight.
Get down and move but don’t bow down.
Be light of emotion, but not light-deceived.
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