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THE POTENT ELEMENT OF EXISTENCE

To Grasp something that is invisible to the eye,

to caress what is intangible and naked to the touch,

to grip the air with all your might,

and find nothing there,

to step upon a shadow and held it captive,

to whisper a secret in a bottle so no one else would know it,

to love the unknown,

to show what you can't show,

to create your own world. . .blindfolded,

to be left handed in a world of the right-handed,

to be what they limit you to be. . .

to be reborn every now and then.

must be. . .

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