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“We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started, and know the place for the first time.” T.S. Eliot ‘Little Gidding’ (Four Quartets)
I Was Me
In my dream
we launched the Major Tom
and thrust through painted skies
hung with unknown stars,
like Theramania and Volsatus,
with exotic faces
and rarefied air,
a luminous melange
beckoning us
with exciting possibilities,
and yet,
even as we landed,
I knew that I was me
and you were you,
and that’s how it should be,
that’s how it is.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
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