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Distance to Us.

Too far.
Can’t touch you.

So by mind I’ll
find you,
penetrate your mind,
seduce you,
remind you

I’m yours,
you’re mine —

that I
we need us.

Like we were running frantic,
lost and mad
our whole lives, passed
by each other on our star-crossed

on into our dismal hells
until we retraced our steps
and found ourselves

back in each other’s arms,
both so fucked up, frustrated and afraid,
having fought against slavery

to love

till we both snapped back
to each other like elastic.

And fuck fate.
To hell with meant-to-be’s.

Even so…


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