The thing about you as a person is
I never know why I know you so well.
It seems not remotely approachable,
where we currently are vis-a-vis
ourselves and each other, considered
in terms of the past. And each wending way,
when we weighed and went where we wouldn't
have thought we'd have needed to.
And we didn't.
We wanted.
Maybe we were sent.
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