truth is
some die without your remarking
some blaze surprisingly
some warrant the conviction

some you gave your innards to
for whatever reason it didn't matter
only
only
that they were
and you were

at that spasm of meeting

and you were left to ask
is that destiny
or am i perceptive enough to be a lunatic

they have to exist
and also you
because you found them

or

else

you

won't

and

that

it


is

'


it


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