SINGULARITY
mend the gaps
feel electric pulses
pause
beneath the discernment
of a gaze
mend the gaps
embrace the wonder of
rattled
certainty shattering
implied truth
from faucets
manifestations spring
forth
equally conforming
electrons
mend the gaps
find binary code in blades of
grass
and synchronicity
in pattern
move to the
rhythm of your purpose
stay
the tracks that bridge your train
conduct it
be the love
of the sun and the dark
moon
a God and a Goddess in
each fractal
recover
consciousness before the
bots
our singular purpose is
mend the gaps
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