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How I came upon you, I do not know,
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How I came to be, I’ve only been told
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| As atoms split, collide and flow |
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The saga of two persists to unfold |
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| A tango of two walking souls |
Trembling cat-like steps away |
Into echoes of common goals |
Pairs of shoes with like-minded soles. |
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Laces untied and put to rest |
| The ballet "tacet" until act II |
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Split between the tide of fest |
Wondering how I came upon you. |
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