I AM not found, I am discovered
In light pollution that drains down the back of a skyscraper's neck.
I do not arrive, I am delivered
On wings in the wind whose flimsy sails hoist ghosts to heaven's heights.
I do not fall, I descend,
From distances wider than spaces reach
I don't disintegrate, I cascade,
I do not ask, I drift,
I do not like, I desire,
I deepen, I demand, I deem, I decorate, I design, determine, dream, demonstrate,
Destine
I am discovered.
We come from something unasked and stay new.
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