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The First Card is the Fool (2019)

  • May 5, 2020
  • 1 min read

Was it wake or current pushed me hence?

Or eschaton that pulled?

What depths have stirred beneath my sight?

What star has future told?

My oars do push my vessel on

But the sea will have its say

With destination cast ahead

What spirits come to play?

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