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I as you,
not one, not two.
Me dissolving,
into you evolving.

To be —
only full in we.
Gray clouds bloom open,
raindrops fall into the puddle
on the ground



which One circles around.
Peace and love
make sparkling life,
behind a thundering night
spark of white light,
you and I become
what we can see beyond
stars and bright shining eyes.
Low beneath the weeping willow stand
Stars and a full moon grand
On the ground of the earth’s land
Oooh… Phew!

One and 1 are indeed different
from each other, right?

One is a word, and the other is a number.

Yet, when I am not visible, no one sees that I exist separately.
winnie the poem Nov 2024
I am here to be,
her shadow,
hidden, in a widow.
Her dark in death,
mysterious,
fallen into star.
A pastlife scar,
you,
my beautiful wife,
thats who you are.
winnie the poem Nov 2024
Don’t cry… I am just here
living next to you
in the sky

Let me go now and guard
my soul
to the graveyard

Hold it close to your heart,
be safe
and carry me to my grave
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