Carving the Atmosphere

from by Capture the Sun

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A mere semblance of its future self
It began as an etching shrouded in emptiness
An ephemeral moment were
Nothing could be conceived
A birthplace of limitless possibilities
Entwined in the eternal miasma of
Past, present, and future
Layer, upon layer, upon layer,
It slowly comes to form.

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from Terra Ignota, releases August 1, 2017
Spoken word: Justin Curtslinger
Saxophone: Andrew Sullivan

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