I.
We are all connected in this web, the everlasting quadrangle.
You know I know he knows her and all is separate until:
two of us find each other, and the circle glows.
II.
Suddenly:
All the things I ever wanted,
laid out before me in a list on the floor,
and then I look up and realize the list
is a shadow of you.
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