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clear blue skies.

 

the silence

breathing rarely for you and I

no words of nourishment or sadness

 - an end to all of that.

 

perfectly aligned

your voice brokered a thought

transported me

to our time

and finished your sentence.

 

we are lost  

you and I

and we know it

 

but if you ever touch down

maybe I will find you

flinching

from the loneliness

from the silence

breathing rarely.