Outlines
it all came about
in a conversation
I never thought
could take place
words I held onto
perhaps too little
perhaps too long
all I know is
working in the dark
fumbling blindly
but even I can see
even I can
see the outlines
of you...
of me...
in a conversation
I never thought
could take place
words I held onto
perhaps too little
perhaps too long
all I know is
working in the dark
fumbling blindly
but even I can see
even I can
see the outlines
of you...
of me...
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