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Once, I went to a psychic who told me
the future is meant to be

This water bottle,
this thirsty gulp.

This messenger bike,
crossing at crazy speed,
this crowd at the traffic light,
this new skyline,

everything is meant to be.

This suitcase
I pack all night.

This camera I bought
because I didn't have any pictures
of my previous life,

this woman who volunteers for a church,
who gives me her business card
with a number I'll never call,

are meant to be.

This one way ticket,
this stamp in my passport
showing this alien number,
are meant to be.

This Customs officer
who looks bored,
hands me back my papers
and says Welcome to the United States
without a hint of kidding.

This new money
that can't buy back my life.

This pair of Roman sandals.

This step away from the past,
towards you.

All are meant to be.