Chance has brought two worlds together.
No similarities exist, just difference:
of polar opposites, of shared nothings
but a single Voice.
Between parting glances, We gaze
Lyric-less lyres, tuning chords.
In soulful blending We are lost.
A single Voice, too separate - two hearts.
Harmonious trembling - now dissipating,
bellowing silently through echoed beats.
No repose, the flitting voice - unaccompanied;
Together still blends.
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