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What If


A Poem

What if I am an illusion
And the real me is out there
And I haven’t met her yet

What if she lives
In a parallel universe
That I can reach

Such quantum leaps
Elude me

What if my thoughts
Are passing shadows
Drifting on the soular winds
To anywhere

When I am ready
She will come to me
Through the gaps between my thoughts

When I am ready
She will take my hand
And lead me to myself.

What if she’s already here?