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Children of the Gods
Long ago while the mortals slept
Gods of old, scared of destiny
Mingled themselves to children.
Destiny’s wing passed them
Her eyes shielded from their forms.
That was then this is now.
Upwards they climb from the landfill
That is mankind.
Who can stop them?
Who would hinder them?
From a fable they manifest
Their souls daring Destiny.
poem
by
Damian Patterson
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