Time Dilated

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As far as it goes,

From whistle stop suns,

To nights immense expanse.

Of words and slivers of touch,

Graze like ghost lost

In the tangles of time and memory.

In the absence of presence,

Often forgotten

The earnest consolation for the broken:

We are together, alone.

We are together, alone

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