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Will You Get This?

Will you get this?


These words in my head, now

streaming out from my heart

into yours?


Fingers typing words that

two seconds ago

did not exist.


Hope, yes

a heart filled with wonder

seeking another.


Surrender, effortless,

openly wandering

a faint but glowing trail.


Who is there in the end?

Will it be you?

Who else will time tell?

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