Gaia

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All the heavens
And all the earths
Crashed together
Forming her,
All the moons and all the suns
Exploded, sparkling freckles on her divine skin
The rings of dead planets and the calls of humanity clashed together, tangled
and landed on her head,
a mess full of curls
The galaxies and the burnt out stars mashed up and sank deep in her lungs
And thus she was mother earth
Held dearly by Uranus
And the hands of gods

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