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May 2015
see-through me saw
see-through you          so struck
by one another's eyes we stuck
like two half
chewed up sticks of gum   dumb
luck was looking up for us
stood sandwiched in among
commuters saying "oh no no
it's only some dead skin" or
"hey I'm here already"          but
we simply
took each other's breath
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