Predicting The Unpredictable

Now I have begun to wonder 

If you are the night that stalks my day

or the liquid vile that casts a shadow on my way

Just a fleeting wave upon the shore

Or a large hug at my door

I see into the world

A stagnant unreliable prediction

I see in the world


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