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Sep 2014
i was rushing up the stairs,
running away from the fears,
the nightmares, the past.

and you were coming down
those very stairs, entering
my fears, my nightmares,
my past.

and we bumped into
one another, colliding
two different worlds
into the same universe,
with only a mere eye contact
and a slightly curved lip.
m.m.
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