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i cannot see past the pavement; nothing past the fork on the road. yet i know you fly above me like a flawless angel, so innocent, so beautiful, unknown. i cannot see not even feel, the pattern of sunlight behind nocturnal skies; but i know, surely, you trace my steps, taking one with me, one at a time. i have no certainty in life, no, not in my knowledge of science and things. truly, i have nothing to show, not enough, in comparison to everything you bring, to my life. i am such a fool, thinking one day you'll pass me by. when with all certainty, i truly know, you take all my steps with me, one at a time.
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