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Every One Counts

Billions of us
Itsy bitsy small
Open holes
Or gaps
Linking as channels
Now + now
=ing
Future past
Present scared
Time travel of mind
Still in our situe
Crossing vast distances
Chatting as The Man.
Little girlie
Daughter of time
Lower plane
Smelly chemical
Sheep no more.
Well?
Give us a couple
More Gen's
Takes liner time
To beat the drum
Into our own record
twenty one
Thirty two
Grace period.
Asked for...
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