From its starting point
it radiates outward
in every direction
a mere thought
feeling
passing emotion
released beyond the veils and walls
of my reality
the points reach you
across chasms and galaxies
distance
and isolation
these barbs and slings
joys and gratitude
have been mellowed
by time
distance
the clumsy ineptness of words
mere shadows
of their original
harshness
strength
purity
ghosts of me
they are yours now
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