numbered

 


Everything is numbered. There's a count to every thing. Something preceeds, some thing follows. We only get some of the numbers right. 

Our days are numbered: we get those right.  We can feel whar number we're at. We can never tell which number it is, but we feel it all right. Fear prevents us from naming it. But we know, we always knew.

But only she could tell.












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