one pisces to another:

he spoke in a voice not of his own,
“you can see your future, can’t you?”

a cold calm sank as I thought hard.
when I was younger, 
I couldn’t picture myself at 30.
spent the last two years 
in modest indulgence 
advancing myself and still
can’t picture tomorrow

I’ve never been in a fight;
always thought that would be
a defining moment.

“we are born under a bad sign,
don’t you think?”,
he closed his eyes and all 
the world is shut out.

“being you is great; I wish I could be you more often”

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