Rocking chairs are funny -
push pull them
and in the end,
actually we move each other.
Pervasive, in my thoughts -
you sit somewhere in my skull,
move
me
I move
So much that perhaps,
this motion
this movement
is lost
kind of like getting lost in the dark
like - how -
we-
move the-
night-
together-
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