Whatever may befall
thee, it was preordained for everlasting.
From everlasting,
sure, there, out
then on to something
more.
And the now conscious
stars have set aside this moment for happiness, for utter joy.
(If only to keep us
from being bored)
But whatever may
befall thee, know how it is.
See without belief.
Cheer without relief.
It is said that I am
to be nothing but a cumberer of the ground.
A sound falling
steady.
A breaking at the ready.
A breaking at the ready.
Barbara knew that
whether she was late or punctual or what had been said..
Yet If the progress of
humanity is to be set aside, what need for man to use his puny powers?
It is refusal is
dictated by decree which it is bound by which to obey.
Something else to say.
Perhaps an occupancy
of that particular corner was set aside?
For who will say that
the precise number of shuffles I have given?
What it means,
anyways.
Looking at Life
anatomically, which is as good a way as any, to say she was predestined
to be a Shoulder.
Be this way.
Be on time.
Just to
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