Poem # 109- Tangent

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I'll then meet
And later protrude
After and away from you.

Your trail met mine
And I'll still continue
Away for my journey.

It's just once
And it'll never repeat again
Like mere strangers walking oppositely on a path.

My direction wasn't the same
For this graph is to blame
Wish I could alter my lane.

We will converge
And yet it'll be just once
And for our paths may protrude—

After— away from you.

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