'HERE I WAS'
My eight surrogates were up on
the roof : apparent as alternate
versions of me, or the past-life
retrogressions of those I once had
been. All along this way I know
we leave things behind.
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This frightened me when I then
realized what all this was. I hoped
they weren't coming for me. Little
variation occurs within time, as
it seems all things just plod along.
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