We’re seldom first to notice—
rare to be first at anything
Still will be those who’ve not noted
who ought to know a story
Full circles may mingle
perhaps never meet
Bouncy-wall bubbles
may not relate
Thus, value to accounts
tales of survival
Traumas of people
emergent from struggle

Certain patterns arise again and again. Powerful!
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Nice poem.
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