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Dec 2020
Like two falling figures
We spin wildly out
Fingers not quite touching.

Like coordinating catastrophes
One good day one bad
Episodic endurance.

Like the consistent click-clack of a Newton's cradle
Colliding energies
Creating orchestrated consistency.
Written by
Aphasia  F
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