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May 2014
before you came here and before I came here


he must have sat us down, two children, or two souls
two lights or two bodies and we looked down at winding
roads and our mothers or fathers and he probably said a lot
of things or a few, but in it he must have said we would meet
and part and we probably just smiled and said okay just


okay.
(c) Brooke Otto 2014
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