Space was liquid
the moon was molten
the magma from our ring of fire
oozed a droplet and centrifugal force threw it
the earth's magnetic gravity held it in it's atmosphere
the moon hardened on the move
rounding as circles or ellipticals rotate forever it seems
but, slowly, not the moon
it only shows the earth one face now
in friction with the shores of it's old cradle
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