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			Got some more poetry for y'all.A few hours ago, I, for some reason, remembered a poem I wrote a couple years ago called "...To Astound" and how much I enjoyed it. Upon reading it, I found my fond memories justified. I really do love this poem. I've re-posted it here so people can get a "back-story" on the new one.
 
 Anyway, after a few hours of writing, re-writing, and meticulously editing it to perfection, I ended up with "Astound 2 - Beating Heart" It shares quite a bit of similarity with the first, as I wanted it to be clear that these are poems are siblings. But it's very different from it's older brother, and is, in my opinion, the stronger of the two.
 
 I realize the length of some of the stanzas in "2" may make the poem a little confusing. I apologize if this is the case, but It's written exactly the way I want and I don't plan on changing it.
 
 Enjoy.
 
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 ...TO ASTOUND
 
 We are wanderers
 Not lost, but never to be found
 With the intention to thrive and astound
 We are ponderers
 Challenging everything
 Questioning all opposition
 We are vampires
 Knowledge is our blood
 We catalyze an observational flood
 We are warriors
 Traveling through snow and sand
 Ammunition always near at hand
 Warriors, with the intention to understand and astound
 
 Wanderers
 With no destination
 Ponderers
 Hungering for information
 Vampires
 Fueled by the life of others
 Warriors
 With murderous intent
 Bleeding for the oppurtunity to astound
 
 We are all that strives to exist
 We are every oppurtunity that's ever been missed
 We are every being who has ever set out with the intention to astound
 
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 ASTOUND 2 - BEATING HEART
 
 We are wanderers
 We are few, unknown to most
 To some, just wayward ghosts
 But as the heart of Mother Earth
 Ever since the moment of our birth
 We connect it all in our travels
 Mend what otherwise unravels
 Wandering on, we plant a few seeds
 Hope we've given her what she needs
 
 We are ponderers
 Whose many questions tend to offend
 Yet we ask away, up until the end
 Inquiries, some that remain from the start
 Pursuing information to impart
 The valuable knowledge, the answers
 Her greatest cure, her anti-cancer
 We, heart of Mother Earth, provide the life-enhancer
 
 But this gift, the one they need, that saves
 Is the same that leads to early graves
 
 We are vampires
 May we never fear the Sun
 Nor let it cause us to come undone
 Just embrace love and never run
 Though our vampire hearts crave blood
 Take only what we need, don't be dumb
 While we could surely steal all they are
 Without leaving a mark or scar
 Become whole while the rest are part
 We must show restraint, be smart
 It all depends on us, the beating heart
 
 We are warriors
 With weapons, both sword and pen
 No matter who, where, or when
 We will remain until the end
 We will remain, so ****ing strong
 Until the war has come and gone
 And Mother Earth's struggle is done
 An unlikely day she finds her peace
 Becomes heaven, her heart will cease
 Having done our job, at very least
 
 For now we'll go on beating
 To keep sentience from fleeting
 Mother Earth only slightly bleeding
 Just enough to know she's still alive
 And that we still beat, so she may thrive
 
 Far as the universe is concerned
 To what do the best of us amount?
 Almost nothing, but to those
 Who wish to astound
 Take everything you've learned
 Ask "To what does it amount?"
 It's everything to those of us
 Who wish to astound
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