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there is a combination for everything;

the way i wear my hair

    and you yours

and your wide -open stare

    the combination

of words that never appear


  the universe

combines us,

    and we converse with the stars-

the way a comet passes their years there, 

and perhaps someday, sometime in our lives

We reunite, as one forever



                                                                                          - Bri


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