The world keeps spinning round and round changing with every breath, without a sound I remain seated like Omphalos at the epicenter of all I see myself as the be-all and end-all changing with every breath, without a sound leaving me unaware of daily accretions I see myself as the be-all and end-all power shifts to spokes of spinning wheels leaving me unaware of daily accretions The world keeps spinning round and round power shifts to spokes of spinning wheels I remain seated like Omphalos at the epicenter of it all
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Awesome. I always learn 2,3 new words here. Thanks.
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Thanks a lot, indira!
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Well done, Reena.
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Thank you!
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Had to look up Omphalos to understand your words. Now they makes sense.
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I looked it up after seeing Sammi’s prompt 😀
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unravel
pound ya gavel
innie or outie
oooh yeah!
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