The worlds moved on

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Not long ago,
the world was thousand places,
confined.

Nomadic some,
took strides to where land was,
vagabonds.

Stayed those,
prolifically concerting up-keeps,
dwellers.

So were worlds,
scads of outlined discrete crowds,
non-existent.

Gradually indeed,
drifters rose crowds outnumbered,
conversation.

Wanderers no more,
they inter-mediated propositions,
business.

Places bellowed,
staged sell-able product-ware,
marketplace.

And though,
implicit, the worlds moved on,
to-whole.