If we had met in times before,
We would have been us no more.
We would not have seen each other’s light.
As a black cat in a coal mine at deep midnight
Unnoted, unseen, and out of sight,
Would have better seen than we that night.
The wrong of unknowing that open door,
I wordlessly held for you, told the score.
No you. No I. No we. No more
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	Pete (Pseudonym) (
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 - Category: Reflection
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