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it is with no small supply
of pebbles that we
pelt each others’
ponds

debris from the bottom
is stirred up

orange fish flash
among the green and blue
obscured by the silt

*

moments shared
show
shifted singular perceptions
history, disposition, and even gender

only parallax experience
knowing the different distance
between
me and you

the comparison of two
points of view

can give us any measure
of the one
event

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