What If?

what if
every magic sword
ever made lies hidden,
somewhere in darkness,
awaiting the hand
to wield it?

What if
every charm ever cast
is still active, waiting
to be triggered again
by an unwary passerby?

What if
the lines in your palm
point unerringly
to your destiny,
unknown and ignored,
yet waiting for fulfillment?

What if
magic surrounds us
like water around fish,
unfelt, unseen
by half-blind eyes
focused only
on the dirt?

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