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if I could only stand upon these two feet and feel the earth spinning beneath them chaining us to the (dreary) surface through leap or stride attain the stars or course charted true or within my reach grasp at the moon if only I could stand upon these two feet whos weight beneath them hold up shoulders the foundation of giants and feel it all in a moment from its beginnings like god on the first day.

then what ends would be mine, from the very inklings as gold from the soul. spinning dreams from the yarn of wanting and clothes imperial to gird mankinds hope from simple curdoroy.

If only I could stand upon these two feet, held up upon shoulders, giant. and know, no more the want, for better days to come.

if I could only stand upon these two feet and feel the earth spinning beneath them chaining us to the (dreary) surface through leap or stride attain the stars or course charted true or within my reach grasp at the moon if only I could stand upon these two feet whos weight beneath them hold up shoulders the foundation of giants and feel it all in a moment from its beginnings like god on the first day. then what ends would be mine, from the very inklings as gold from the soul. spinning dreams from the yarn of wanting and clothes imperial to gird mankinds hope from simple curdoroy. If only I could stand upon these two feet, held up upon shoulders, giant. and know, no more the want, for better days to come.

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