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Don Rearden
- Apr 11, 2018
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This Crystal Ball

exactly how a crystal ball reveals the future eludes me

the present is inverted through a glass sphere

there are theories of other worlds

planes and dimensions the theory of mind

so many theories

perhaps seeing myself in a mirror upside down will reveal as much about the future as my little brain

can handle

[April is National Poetry Month, this is poem #10– an excuse to share poetry worldwide.]

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