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I found you long brown hair
entwined amongst the threads
of a thick woollen sock.
I remember when your DNA
was entwined with mine
and wonder if it looked like this.
I remember peeing on a stick outside
in December, you stood next to me
peeing on your own sticks
in solidarity.
That's as close as we ever came
to loving each other in the same way.
I remember how you used to dance around me
like a bonfire.
Each attempt to connect seen
as an attempt to burn.
I found your long brown hair
tangled in my sock, and
all I can do is remember you.
I sit on this step in the sun
hoping you will come out
and ask me to move.

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