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(fate)

it’s there you
know it, i know
it, hell
it’s been there
since who knows
when was
a young
boy out
the back door
screen porch
a
night
sky
laughing
at the
turbulence
the stars
chattering
with lonli-
ness, all the
lined up
prophets
pointing
to
etc…

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