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A time for everything

I am all things:

A trashcan full of sticks.

molecules in a bottle, then in my brain.

our brains and their stories, what's left to remain?

life outside my window,

life inside my mind..

tiptoeing on the fence,

looks easy in rewind.

I can call out for the world on a whim,

or slump in the corner, deadened and grim.

But I can't keep it all from happening,

Or make sure it ever happens again.

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