String Theory
For all the people we weave a deep connection with.
When I pass the string to you
I can feel you thread it through
Pull it snug across the miles
Feel it hum with warmth and smiles
Pass it back, no hesitation
No quid pro quo or expectation
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On some days our web feels long
But always real, living, strong
Knots sunk deep under my skin
Like a junkie’s needle track
Make a loop, and pass it back
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On some days, when you feel far
I feel it pull, admire each scar
Each knot and bump and vibrant thread
That grows, sinks deep, and lives to spread
A happy cancer, a spectral tree
This tapestry you wove in me
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