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for carolyn she tells me

for carolyn

she tells me that you
think of me a lot and
she knows she sees what isn't
there yet she hears voices
from other rooms states
my future with conviction
possibilities laid out
before her wide like sky
she forecasts even while
the wind changes that
cloud from horse to hare
she whispers just because
i see it happen
doesn't mean it will