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of chance

of reasons
I’ve forgotten
where the stars were crossed
but kept within my blood
their very names

drew a map
from north to south
west across the plains
east as far
the oldest sun shall rise

spoke of times
an ancient place
beyond the reach of knowing
sisters spin
in silken webs
as shadows of disgrace

fated fears
and let’s begin –
truth to resurrect
tho buried now
beneath my holy place

crossed again
the story line –
wherever
west is gone –

pulls against my center
at odds against
the stars

. . .