Half of me survives
In the quiet terror
That I am losing
The thread of what's
Crucial in life
That I have let go of time
And really am on my own
Floating in space
While the other half of me
Is just so happy to be here
In the world with you for a while
Some evenings are eternal
Some mornings the two of me alone
Commiserate over coffee
And tell each other stories
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