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Click heresee how future whispers
shadow what we make
reaching through supple clay
fingers forage finding
form from out from under
our eyes as render cyphers we shape
power tools and toys and words
give us this our daily freedoms
tomboys, ballerinas, cowboys, indians
dare to dare to dream
defined by their own lines
as artists we draw in charcoal
so as to erase to fit our moods
moving forward like a garden
even in winter to spring
we never know what we want
only things that make us grow
and having grown we see
we've stretched to greet the sun
each passing moment
pages of mystery turned
over shoulder sideways glance
in hindsight we see whodonit
and whys and hows and wheres
of our discarded memories
the theres that we’ve left there