Ovulation of cosmogenesis the clock balloon manufacturers, inflating wisps of ionic-amniotic fluid, magnetized aflame, burning to forge creation, the proteins swarming as toolbits, constructing a ladder to the rainbow. Fetal smiles that shine over the gaseous garden like angels in bondage, dancing in time lapse as the embryos take shape, goldenrod fingers probing the distance, softly gathering momentum for a birthday in heaven. Swirling they tune in spherical distortion the angular collapse of energy, planting bones in the disks, seeds of cadency aloft taking root, where harmony becomes inaudible. They fuse, they explode, they see the light, bursting through the continuum on wings of pain, the core erupting, the mother screaming, the elements convalescing, assembling order from disaster. She holds them, her planets in blankets, caressing them to orbit in a gravity of love, forever caring, forever smiling, the nebula parting for their home, a place in a basket, a warm place.
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