things have fallen into line
and I feel a bit touched
by the hand of a God
or the wings of Sirens
like they said the incurably ill were
in ancient times.
I can not
shake
this feeling of impending
conflict
not of doom
but that I am a part,
a piece,
of something larger,
that I am
of a serious signifigance
to such a divine plan....
almost as if I were predestined
and if I leave this as proof
when I do take up the part in life I am assigned
they'll discount my valor
and shrug off my victories for mankind
on the grounds that I was insane...
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