Small, short breaths
With each stretch
Long careful strides
Simple guidelines
Just ignore sight
And silence sound
And heal the lines
Broken by dots
From here to there
From him to her
From her to him
Where I won’t need
The benefit of air
Where I won’t need
To hide my care
Where my poetry
Can catch fire
And new worlds
Can rise up
Out of the tears
I cry alone
HASTYWORDS 
Sad, nobody should cry alone!
https://jensenempire2551.wordpress.com/2015/09/14/reunion/
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Very nice
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Dots together can share whole stories, entire songlines. Dots can map worlds in places where few notice, while those with their ears and senses can find far more than an uninsulated track.
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Really really love this, such power you have in words.
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