We were like water
Flowing through anything that came too close
Passing in, about, and all spots of our presence
All of those bits of our
Hearts and minds alone
Traded up time for seizure of
Momental
Tone-fellow
Set-nestled
Paraphrased reticence
Of
Just us being
Barely alive
Bailed and able-falling
From
Greatest height
-Mitchell A E Thornton
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