What About Us
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What are we,
if not the flicker of a lantern
in a forest no map can name?
You, the flame-
steady, unyielding.
I, the shadow-
stretching, bending,
always returning to your glow.
We are not a story told,
but the silence between its lines,
the breath held before a truth is spoken.
Not a destination,
but the path worn soft
by the weight of our steps together.
What about us?
We are the questions
no answers can satisfy,
the tide meeting the shore-
neither conquering,
neither retreating,
both becoming.
We are not forever,
and yet, we are endless,
an echo folding into itself,
resounding.
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