Washed up on shores
Of time
You and I
Unknown Holy creatures
Before this
Recluse genius
Hostage to a truth
Of noble mind
You and I
Forever knowing and
Not knowing perfected meaning
Seen and unseeing forces
Of goodwill and evil
Twins born of ancient ancestral
Stars
Before this
Soft hands separate
A swelling membrane
This between
You and I
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