towards forward...
a golden thread unraveling at each end, while the middle gleams intertwined in the earth bind frayed edges hardened ends, serpents slick sliver sheen a means to no end, slide and hide with pride stride rides, where one starts another begins again ends for twisting again while the middle gleams unraveling at each end, a cyclic spin, a golden thread...starting to begin again
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