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Time

When this started, you were tall
You were all the way up there, a statue.

I climbed.

You keep going, and you forget that you grow
and when I looked around, I noticed -
I could meet you, now.
Instead of reaching and grasping fingertips
neck aching from gazing sky-high

we were hand-to-hand, eyes to mouth
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