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We were the loneliness
in the stars -
the gaps between the planets
and their satellites,
the miles
distancing our hearts.

I am the space
between us -
the pause in your words,
the stillness of breathing,
the resentment
nesting in our bed.

You are the dust
on the air -
the sickness in my soul,
the frailty of bitterness,
the time binding us
in a tangled string of bruising.

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