Crazy odds

If I could do the numbers

I’d prove the counters wrong

For now, it’s just a bunch of impossibilities

You and I string along

While they happen everyday

We tuck them into our secrets

Lest they evanesce

If we speak them into words

You know and I know

They weave us in, connect the dots

In a time that is warped

In a world that isn’t ours

Author: s.s.

In a time that is warped

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