Ordinary

I saw rivers running down a stream, planets in a mortal galaxy, and one last impossibility
in my own eyes. Upon themselves they took it to imagine, or was that my mind's job, doing, this idealised person with another ordinary. I may never know the answer.

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[Nobody.]

I don't think I will either. It's all so much bigger than I am. Bigger and more intricate than I can fathom. good poem.
cheers!