Zywa
Thought to be
What I do and how
I live and think and whereto
Still breathing air
from your mouth and thinking
to be rather we than me
Questions I had, you unexpectedly
asked, so I thought
to be rather we than me
Your eyes asked me
without any shield or fence of appearances
to feel who we are, by the sea
you whispered I see myself in you
and I thought to be rather we than me
whoever we might be
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