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May 2019
He was endless
like a broad way
consuming the emptiness

She was shallow
like a puzzle to solve
an innovation of flawless mind

Seemingly far
no point of convergence
yet they found
color of teal,
profound that no one could steal
in her swirl and his voice
a celebration of love.
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