Any changes made in this ecosystem?

Any changes made in this ecosystem? Do not call it damage Collateral damage

Stone is quiet Stone is almost falling Stone sometimes goes flying I think stone has something to say

Your submarine is suddenly flying chief

One two three Jump off Drive off Dive on Head strong Not wrong Early sings the birdsong What’s the channel it’s on? Doesn’t matter but it’s on Silent now the sea rise Smells like dead eyes We’re baptized, this applies Make zero compromise

Hurry come, a spectacle Woman that has tentacles Take away your pentacles I don’t need your miracles

You go in and come back with no answer? I’m not a mancer, a stupid romancer The questions, they’re festering They grow like lung cancer

Neither destiny nor destination No currency or tiny ration We go out in graceful fashion Here is rage and here is passion

My long needed exhale You need me as much as I

Back to earth without a map? There’s gap you have to rest in Take it slow or risk the slap Was it worth it? Was it grand? Here on earth you take a nap When you’re tired, can’t stand You’d get lost or in a trap Here it lies upon your hand

Do not answer that call It’s the void, empty fall*

Mariam the NarrativeEvery story has a narrator.

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