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An act of semblance
An act of whisper
An act of breeze
An act of subservience
Vanishing act of vertebrates
In a hazy maze of instincts
Nothing is left to talk
Nothing is rift in the carnage of the cells
Nothing is etched out in silica and carbon
Leaving science and frenzy in perils
Natural order prevails
Upon the rising Sun and uphill clouds
Vanishing act is a no man’s land
Vanishing act is an every man’s choice
We have written millions of texts
We have encoded the billionth life
Yet all that is lost in this vanishing act
Every morning is a fresh age
Every life is a fresh leaf
Every spine is a new neural cocoon
Every nerve is a new floral self
Every flower is a new fig and honey
Every molecule of honey is from a new beehive
Every beehive is a nascent design
Every design is a delightful expression