i stood at the edge of time and wondered;
if i ever crossed over, when would i return?
reflecting back i saw a million images
along a line unbroken,
a million points of light, each alone
yet somehow still connected.
each awaited my next move-
would i break the chain?
resolutely i crossed over, embracing my future.
it seemed significant then
but, after all, i had done it a million times before.
6/23/1990
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