it's my time……but the universe keeps me waiting here
and now until it comes back around…..
she's alive - the robot version of my mind…..
she lives in a braver, newer world……….
you will know her one day…..or forget her depending
on the curve of time…..
on this Christmas the gift of knowing her would be
yours but not mine....infinite letters arranged through space and time……..stars
burning all the pages to land on…….but this i will give you……just her name, and
then her story when she comes alive……..off to bed, sugar plums and the wonder of
who is Evie Pratt running about the corners in your head…….pillow dreams and
realities………someday you'll all be seeking me.....
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