Plot
I am a line and you are a line
and strangely we intersected
intertwined
then diverged and now
curve back again inexorably
I can feel you speed toward me
(soon, soon, soon)
along our x-axis
where x equals time
I can feel myself go to infinity
as I approach you
soon, soon, soon
we'll grow so close as to
appear as one line
two weeks, two weeks, two weeks
where y equals bliss
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