When We All Died
When I died
in your laugh, your look
in you,
you and you —
yes, in your heart, your eye,
yes, in your hearts, eyes,
I knew.
You, you, you and you,
yes, all of you.
Can you live
in me either?
Neither can
you, you, you and you.
We all died
that day,
that moment,
as I died
in you.
Just be yourself.
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