And I wondered what it was like to be chosen. I was never chosen. I was a maybe, a probably, sometimes even a definitely but never the one, never the chosen one.
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And I wondered what it was like to be chosen. I was never chosen. I was a maybe, a probably, sometimes even a definitely but never the one, never the chosen one.
Unknown
“Cut me. Explore me. Tell me what I meant.”
— Alice Notley, from In The Pines: Poems; “The Black Trailor (A Noir Fiction),”