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We met in the lower register.
\nMy wings set her hair on fire.
\nWe agreed upon a moon
\nand put it in writing.
\nThe heavy type was used
\nto build our dream house.
\nA first floor of capital letters.
\nIn those days we were moveable.
\nWe sent keys to our friends
\nand ribbon to our enemies.
\nBut the roof was paper thin.
\nSoon we were infested with lies.
\nOur moon appeared
\nin other words,
\nleaving us lightless and brittle.
\nMy wings and her hair disappeared.
\nOur home filled up
\nwith high-pitched screams.
\nAnd at night
\nwe prayed for erasure.<\/p>\n

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