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Mar 07, 2002 03:21

I guess it's a good thing
that the people I love
love me back
hold me within their hearts
as I hold them within mine

like two mirrors,
facing each other,
hold the image of the other
within themselves
wit(wit(within)hin)hin.

but the other mirror
is always
so far.
The opposite wall
is always
too far.
too far to touch.

and sometimes
I think I'd like
to break through
the mirrors
and harsh geometry
and just
hold
hands.

poetry, depression

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