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It was just one line
but ingrained deep
into reality
"... the future ..."
he knew might be past
but the present he built
was built to outlast
"... time itself ..."
He took an ink pen then
from off his shelf
and I knew all at once
he'd build the sign
on a block of keys...
and not in a line
"... written in stone..."
said the tablets don't lie
but a dial on the side
of my right hand shows
"... how to skry..."
sKryptos... she knows
"... you could have believed me..."
from a long time ago.
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