Poem: Hey.

Hey.

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Hey, how can I know nothing about you

Yet at the same time know everything.

Perhaps, this is the apex of our time,

So everything from here on in will be less

Than this sum of all our parts and needs.

I think I had this picture of perfection

And the face I saw was yours,

But since I saw you at the subway stop

Where all my needs suddenly coalesced,

I am afraid that the possibilities of love

Will prove to be more eternal than the reality.

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