Welling

Paper thin, this line that binds us.
Razor sharp, this wedge that separates us..

Transparent, this film that shows us we
Welling like a tear, eloquently

Walking the bridge that never was there,
We were … as light as air

The fork in the road was not ours to take,
Our quest lay beyond the bend.

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