seems like seams

in time you see the line
is sending all these lives
away from being anything
that they could be in any way
that is perceived
it is believed
there’s only death
and once you grieve
there’s nothing left
for you to see
but like a tree
that lost its leaves
there is a place
there in the breeze
for other seeds
and other dreams
that run along
another seam

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