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Philos (1)

Words
No need
We too can
Sit so silently
Contemplative
No need for words
We two commun-icate
Hundreds stories common
Psychic in the way we need not
say a single thing. Under
standing that
not even time matters between
spaces long
between our Sharings. Quantum
entanglement
perhaps. No matter, “I am glad you are here.”

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