The fate and the fate near fate
Collide.
An ambulance parts the way and people
Heave their helpful bits.
The sun glistens in all the blue particles between the shell
That protects us, and our ungrateful senses.
The fate and the fate bear fate approach one another
As though time might mellow their differences;
These dummies are gluing their own skulls back together
Just trying to think.
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