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The Beginning

the crooked wand on the window sill in front of me


it is raining like it did back then and the question is


not whether or not it is or isn't going to happen it


is when exactly is it that i choose to pick up it up


again or is it ever my decision when the right time


is the right time is it ever an idea or is it revelation


in front of the wand a box of matches and a blue pen

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