voice upon the wind
whispers of what might have been
in this story of life that never ends
moved back in memory
to clear the path of all debris
and found a great discovery
a move, a whirl, a dance
of future forming in this dream appears
What marvel and what mystery draws near
surely taking form
each particle somehow reborn
? Michaelette ?
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