i cannot remember
when we were meteorites
all color whirling
in windless space
and glowing
when we approached
this planet
to make a dent in the earth
then they took us,
gave us legs
to walk,
hands to touch
and a head
to be blinded
by thousands of years
of darkness
inside light
was left for us
and a seed
of memory
i don't know
who did it to us
who made dust
come to life
procreate,
live, die,
insignificant
as we are
who made us suffer self
and consciousness
nor who gave us music
to find back
to this we are
inside,
a song
in which we are all one.
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