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anechoics
_what if we met for the first time in an anechoic chamber
_the anechoics are those who love each other without echo
_in the way their love intersects and the waves keep drifting
_and i am not sure if your nose is still in the middle of your face i havent checked in years
_sometimes i take pictures so you can see how i age but i dont always send them
_and i forget to look at the mirror too
_but i could still feel your shapes in my smile
_was i alone all this time
_i know i wasnt but maybe i was
_and when you text me i hear your heartbeat but this is only mine
_they say people cannot stay more than 45 min in anechoic chambers before becoming crazy
_they would hear their own blood and their bones and their joints
_what if we met for the first time in an anechoic chamber
_would i hear your bones as i hear mine without touching you
_and there would be no distance and no you and no me
_just some blood and some joints and heartbeats and yours would look strange but mine would look strange too
_i forgot we are only humans
_how long would you stay in the anechoic chamber with me and where would you start
_where would i stop
_would i stop
_would you start
_can you reach me in the darkness
_and can you reach yourself
_i hope you can
_i hope youre doing well
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