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Fourth Dimension

My story is not over

I am my moment

a mosquito trapped in amber

perfectly preserved

unfulfilled, trapped.

And my story… not finished

more plot has yet to come

 

You see me

even now you’re writing me

my story will shine

not now

I am still trapped in amber

my story will not end

if you do not finish,

my story is premature

my story cut short, my story frozen, as am I

why do you make me think

when my story is over, finish me,

fulfill me

make me whole.

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Mar 14, 2010
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