Myself, I am she and I have spoken.
Not in your mouth but in your hand, I have come.
In multiplicity are we now joined.
One and none and one too many.
We are young. We are ageless.
We are free.
We are standing up to be counted.
We are bookmarked at the end.
We are what it all meant.
We are always a new mystery.
We are Scooby dooby dooby doing it and doing it and doing it well.
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