Imagine.
You could be a new person. If. If 'that' did not happen. If so and so never went away. If you never lost myself - my way.
Just if...
The word if holds nothing but fear for me. I look at it with hooded eyes. Wary.
The ramifications of an "
If" being realized is terrifying.
The possibilities of being. The multi-pronged reality we live in.
The cat is both alive and dead.
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