Gratuitous circumstances,
the plans of mice, pulling the strings and harnessing the
in between times
Full of possibilities, in the crevices, nooks and crannies.
Dream stones, lode stones, lost stones; all portals to chapters
in the lost book, webster's achievements for the open minded.
They say the world is a stage, but I tell you, these mice are the most talented stage hands I have ever seen. That night the stage was set, the lights had dimmed. Open maestro, time to begin.
We should never have met, but for fleeting glance
eyes meeting each other across a crowded dance
floor in a far away city entirely by chance
lost in the magic, the music, romance
Umbilically tied by molecular bonds
shamanic rituals for the Y generation
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