Like We Live Across the Wall
Twice as much, or Half the latter;
Strange that it doesn't matter,
But who's going to look for telltale signs?
Back and Forth, or Side to side;
Can't help but go too wide,
And who's catching me when I'm falling?
Thus begins the concrete divide:
See your ghosts, or Look straight through;
Won't ever be just a few,
So the decision is paramount more than ever.
Gaze in your eyes, or the depths of mine;
Feels like we should be just fine.
Now go relay your feeling immediately.
Thus ends heaven, the glorious divine.
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