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A Dent in the Maya

Our built world

Was constructed from

Fragments of a world

We imagine humans

To Inhabit

Every once in a while

The planet itself

Pierces that veil

Without words, it reaches out

To leave an imprint on

Our bodies

It takes us in hand

To set us on

A different path

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  1. Thank you Cliff. We’re still out here.

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