abducted from birth
by events that drag and propel
these grasping, prolific hordes
of impulsive humanoid omnivores
all wandering and blundering
on billions of circular paths
where, in shadowy daydreams
after heart-stopping incidents,
souls are rediscovered
as trapped for awhile
here on predator Earth,
puzzled by involvement
with its inescapable,
uncontrollable balance
of creation and

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