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so we meet only once a year.
across the milky way
on a magpie bridge
built on magpie choices.
all why? because we did
what we want
rather than what we were supposed
to do.
but even then, no matter what we did
it was what someone thought
we were supposed to do.
and so those lovers
who spend every day together
or who never meet,
they are their own myths as well.
everything but what we know is
just a myth.
a story we have no way of verifying
except by analogy.
some years, the milky way
does not cooperate.
but it does often enough
for people to see our story
as worthwhile.
when you are alone,
you put your wish out...
into trees, into sky.
sometimes it comes true.
sometimes it doesn't.
either way,
someone will find peace in it.
but what does that say for us,
who do not want to mean
this or that to someone else -
but only want to mean this
or that
to ourselves.
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