A coin had two sides.
Autumn and Spring.
Summer and Winter.
I met my own match.
The golden brown leaves
Lit into the lush green of spring.
I coalesced into my self
Like two drops of tears
One single drop of dew
Captured the noon sun in full bloom
The coin stood on its edge
Third side
360 Degrees
3 Dimensions
Me, the you in me, and Love.
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