A QUITE
INDETERMINATE
PRECISION
It is said one world goes around
in its pattern. I believe none of it.
Even when not told, I sense the
messages of many worlds and all
at once. There is a myriad of depths
and rotations, and nothing goes ever
as it seems or is said. I am OK with
that, and with open arms accept the
expectations. But along my way I
must first be sure the way is mine.
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