Not to be the discoverer
Not, yet, to be the discovered
To be, one moment, what you were
And the next in a shattered world
In which your anonymity
You know as anonymity
However deep at the moment
Is actually temporary
A discoverer is searching
And you will be the discovery
Can’t not be the discovery
If the discoverer finds you
Someone believes that you exist
And now you’re not sure that you do
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