Wonder have you
how a plan works or
is it meant to happen
billions of years
down to a chance
billions of little nudges
down to evolution to
Intelligence and to
Wonderment and realization
of the meaning of it all.
Here we are now
tomorrow is a span of nothingness
against the breath of the plan
should we take the chance
take the hope and the risk
to have that feeling
of love, of a kiss, of being human
of hope.
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