(x = space)
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Honestly
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O God
You are so good
I say this when the sun is out
Will I say it
In the storm
When I am losing everything I’ve had
Maybe a person
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While my people are shattered
Or even when the sun
Comes out
After
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I won’t believe the sun
May I believe you
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C L Couch
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The multiverse
Who knows
Maybe this
Scientific imagination
Each choice spins out into a paradigm
With teeth
So that we have
In reasoned chaos
The universe of possibilities
Everything we think of
Dream of
Find in nightmares
Has happened somewhere
And is happening
A tongue to invoke
There is paradox
Irony in Oppenheimer
The godhead cited
Now we destroy the worlds
We cannot make
Heroes, villains
Inside tethered minds
C L Couch
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