I Saw Your Spirit

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                                  My imagination is
                                  fixed on horizons of
                                  my design, no footprints
                                  to follow and none
                                  shall I leave, save the
                                  traces in your memory.

                                                                  In less than a
                                                                  yoctosecond I can
                                                                  cross the solar system
                                                                  and just as quickly
                                                                  return—utterly unnoticed,
                                                                  owing to your time-space
                                                                  conformity. 

                                                   You can’t envision a
                                                   life beyond your
                                                   discernible body—I’m 
                                                   a continuum of stunning 
                                                   probabilities.

                                   Years have long since
                                   passed—I saw your 
                                   spirit one night. 

                                                                                 It was homeless.

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