In tender moments we uttered words
That similar ears have often heard,
And in certain heads our hearts we trust,
For our souls insist to us we must.
And as our voices carry each other on
I hear our hearts in dialog;
Our tongues and thoughts, they run amiss
and I wonder which mind came up with this.
In voices exchanged between our friends,
We bind ourselves to all of them;
And in all my words on every tongue,
I find myself in every one.
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