Dearest goodbye
We talked in lines
and moved between them
Collecting what we had
we walked around it
Gifts of ideas
all matter
words naming the future more than anything else
Nothing
Something
Everything
We move around
covered
tangled
laughing comes finally
No one
Someone
Everyone
Somebody said, when you are with someone you love, you don’t have to think so much
you think through the other
I don’t think you have to be in love
but eventually you will be
thinking through the other
Apart and together
always
love
Dramaturg
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