The Poetry of Mark Daniel Milbocker 
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Whoops, I didn't use words...but here is the translation back into words, something like:
We are in this space
Our words connect and we are not alone
From our confluence comes the spiral of collective consciousness
Ideas gain mass
Some thirst in us is quenched with each ephiphany
We vibrate the infinite
We create the dimensionality within which we live and build legacy
The space that is ours spawns tangential reference points
In this way, we tame the Herikleitian river with our reference points
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