Transient Huitain
More than a little bit transient
except when I look in your eyes;
My soul frozen by your cement
grounded by faith my spirit flies;
Balance is what you emphasize
without a ‘you’ there is no ‘me’;
Our lows are the flip side of highs,
the yin yang of apostrophe.
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