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It all happened according to plan.
At first glance there were no glitches, no catches in the system.
By the second, we could tell where the breaks were, but not why
how come
or by whom
Glass breaks, teacups crack, feathers fall, and heart aches.
Paths cross, but never meet.
Roads intersect, but never end in the right places.
I’ve given up something thought to be valuable.
Is it?
I ask myself the same questions every hour of every day,
waiting for answers I wish could come by way of a telephone call.