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Aug 27
It could be me

It could be you

It could be some far off unknowns waiting in the wings

It could be the blade of grass
Bending in a far off land
From the wind's
Unpredictably
Complex
Turbulence

It could be the rain
Falling on the pavement
On a street
That you've
Yet
To have roamed

It could be any creature being born

In any dimension that ever existed

It could be before the idea
Of time itself
Sparked into life

It

Could

Be

Anything
Jace Albine
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Jace Albine  33/M/Mars
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