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Parallels
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Hold my hand get through this
I dissect your iris
And behind the lens there is an omen
Here I thought I knew you
But I’m stuck on preview
You were hiding in my peripheral vision
In my dreams, reaching forward, falling backward, out my memory
The horizon meets the sky so parallel, so parallel
Never intersecting lines in parallel, in parallel
Like a blacked out window
Once so clear and hollow
Now can only guess what you are thinking