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     Awakening…     

 After  decades  of  torpor,

 You   never  knew  the happenings,

For  your  tarot  cards failed ,

Or   wilfully  executed  masterminded,

Strategy  by   those that  excel  in their art,

The  chess masters’ move  was   taciturn,

All the move was centripetal,

Subaltern  and wile, not perceptible

By   your naked eye.

This  awakening   comes like  a flower,

A  golden   Frisbee coming  towards you,

Sudden   like  the  advent of  celebrity.