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Pointless
Not being pragmatic,
Not looking through the
Matter of fact window,
I don’t see things
As
pointless
As some might,
But then, how do you
Explain that we live
In many worlds at
The same time,
Passionate lovers in one,
Acquaintances in another,
Seemingly strangers in
Yet another, and on
And on,
Most have moments
Of
déjà vu when the worlds
Almost connect,
With a quick shake of the head
They are dismissed as craziness,
As pointless.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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