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May 2015
Two strangers sit in the same room
hovering as they speak,
between eye contact with their souls intact
they reach an unimaginable peak,
kissing in a dream of love
they exist in two separate dimensions,
where the same words have been spoken
separately experiencing the same perceived invention.
La Mer
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La Mer
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