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I wonder if you've thought about how we were best friends
for so long that bits of you rubbed off on me, so I speak
and your words come out, and sometimes
I smile and the mirror calls my face half buried boy and half lost lover,
so it makes sense that even though we are apart
we are both grieving this same loss, right?
Like our changing shapes are news our bodies knew
when they were pressed together, so even with
the skies stretching like a stray, we are still
supporting each other in all the ways that matter.