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drifters’ melody

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"drifters’ melody"

 

 

I see us there,

still tracing our lines,

A fractal caught

in the same design.

 

The shadows have stretched,

the layers have grown,

Since the days of secrets

we called our own.

 

You may see a fool

for the way I run,

But I am the shadow,

and you are the sun—

 

Two parts of a pattern

that won't untie,

No matter the distance

or how many years drift by.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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🌷(7)

◄ never in the hands

She: poem number 8 ►

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