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There is a time and place for everyone.

Mine is not here.

Mine is not now.

Maybe I missed it

Trying to catch sunshine in butterfly nets

Maybe I have yet to see it

Maybe it will be on my death bed

Moments before a final intake of the stale air that clouded my lungs since high school

Or maybe it lays

Tucked beneath my pillow

Waiting for me now.

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