tracing everything that matters
took him less time than anyone imagined
everything that matters
had been with him forever
shapeless until he recognized it
and then wordless as an outline
boundary of everything that matters
boundary of everything that is missing
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sometimes or to be honest often
he closed his eyes to trace the space
he knew like a recurring dream
or the echo of a shout from a well
before she dove forever into the abyss of gone
she told him that she did not trust herself
as if that could ease the longing
as if that should ease the longing
as if that would ease the longing
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