The air from angel's wings flew by and
Morning lit the
Night.
Of course, they had to tend to these other selves—update them, answer questions that no mere copy could comprehend, try to instill still more of their distilled wisdom into the flow of life.
Strange...
Now, when they were together, alone, they found they had so much to say to each other. Things half forgotten many years ago, feelings new-born even at an ancient age, and ideas. Always ideas.
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