Crying for the loss of a world-
so many moving parts-
that will never acheive
their final motion.

sparking trails across a virgin identity-
Unique, all striving, a thousand possibilities-
that will not all be explored.

Puppets we are,
as at our ultimate curtain call,
in our last dance,
the strings are pulled by others.

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April 5, 2002