"Knowledge"
Reading the stories of man
Brought back that forgotten land
The apple tree stood decayed,
one last fruit adorned it's crooked face
The knowledge it held was of infinite space
The last frontier of man explored again and again
Without the knowledge to ascend
Man couldn't not beseech the stars
With hopes of traveling forever far
Infinite space, infinite worlds
Forever more the path of lords
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Poetry of a Ascended Being
PoetryPoetry of a lighter and happier nature, reunions, meetings, love, and all that makes us happy.