A tenuous string
fabricated with particles
of space and time
Winding it’s path
predetermined perhaps
or perhaps not
To a world full of life
clinging to the fraying
thread on the end of the reel
Fear feeds the need
to find and hear the answers
before the ultimate lose
To uncover secrets
hidden beyond the black
blanket of the Universe
The desire and drive
to be off this beautiful
planet before she dies
Gypsie’s Wonderful World of Words 
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