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Me frozen as poetry upon
A spasm of a glance
No meaning it is unless you can see me writing this
But there it is
Love, life, and God
For these are what make words
And Heaven's cracked like smiles
Like Father's nostalgic voice
Like the first kiss of a verse
And that chill wind left
Your skin tingling
A cowlick
And me paused awkwardly
Moments
Brushing past
Their determination spinning gently away
