If Then

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This or that can be something of a smear

When definitions are not clear.

Midnight may erase a day, but time does not pause,

Nor the previous disappear.

I am not just the sum of someone else deposited

In today to be modified, transfigured

Out of happenstance. But as well

Consistencies of time and place flood, preset,

To collide and sculpt the available

Into keys to inevitabilities. Schrödinger may claim

This is an open-ended game but even probabilities

Are obedient to the possible.

The gifts or curses that crash through seem directed

By temporal afflictions out of addictions of personality.

We each are shaped to accept or deny

What might transmogrify our elusive reality.

We are more than simple summing

We are now and more.

We are becoming.

 

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