If I really think about it, I had a preview
A window into you
The clue, daimonion in my head
telling me what to do, what not to
Foreshadowing that overtook me
clouding vision with doubt
A stone in the pit of my stomach
tumbling about
If I knew then what I know now,
it may not have made a difference
Hope is the strongest intoxicant
The most potent poison
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