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Dec 2019
When you first meet someone
And they meet you
Looking to see all within
A vacuum is created
Your first touch a new universe found
With colorful smoke inhaled, contained
And your newfound faith and willingness to be
Exceeds anything felt before that first breath shared
Before and after
We and me
The vacuum is the desire to know what they think
What they breathe
Getting to know something is like this
Holding Your Every Breathing Breath
Colm
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Colm
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       --- and Saumya
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