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the clouds
have meshed into
the one
to smoke a midday dark
forgotten how it felt
to melt
forgotten how to rain
as destiny
each world recalled
another us
by name

as heaven willed
as fate concurred –
to keep the whole apart
a parallel
suffice to bring us here
failing each remembrance
now the moon is blue
rewritten how
the waves were pulled
to make of us

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