Ode to possibilitiesjoeyayalaAug 11, 20251 min readWould it be that weHad more days in a dayThan oneTo write a flightTo right a worldTo love oneTo love one moreEach one a doorTo infinite corridorsOf possible daysYet none but one to be
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