And it means so too are we
Its clear, pun intended
That what is between us is space.
A silent partner in every race
There again meaning lost
Its duality reduced to nothing
The sum is its parts.
Using words it becomes art
Imitating lives I've seen lived
Its no choice that leaves me here
Sitting thinking of it all.
Listening, waiting for a call
My voice should tell
Its the way to go
Intuition and logic divided too.
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