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Aug 2020
Where do you exist
Between everyone I knew
And everyone I'll ever know
And everyone I am, ever was
And will ever be?

Water is fluid,
Able to take pretty much
Any shape you put it in.
Water is so fluid
You could pour it
Inside your empty shell
And figure out your volume.

Yet, it has a characteristic
Unique to itself.
It will parallel any architecture.
And you parallel my design
At your utmost perfection.
Perhaps, just perhaps
It's the reason we never meet.


-- Eleanor
Eleanor
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Eleanor
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   Eshwara Prasad
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