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I.
secret plans, we walk with tiny padded steps
wheels within wheels, we spin our spiral threads
as we cross over, either deeper or more shallow
in both directions, we leave our webtrails
subimposing through the superposition
to get back to the world we are heir to
but have been deprived of for so long

II.
remember yourself and rejoice!
there's nothing wrong with you
that everything you want won't fix.
it is no one's place, not even yours
to either reward or punish you.

III.
all we can give
is what we have
it's up to them whether
or not to receive it
trust the shuffling hands
and let the cards fall where they may
without you, you've got nothing at all
anyway

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