Out of Time
Born to the same words as you,
the feelings were my own
Language shared, intention spared,
a vision fully grown
Our words converse, in separate verse,
your prose unto my rhyme
To search that darkest hidden place,
two footsteps out of time
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)
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