for every life
we forgo the past
we give up that knowing
we got at the end of the last one
that we were here
that we will be here again
that we never really leave
there are rooms
within rooms
and none of the doors are locked
even if they should be
we are not allowed
to remember
so that we can’t see the pattern
we are making
with our bodies
the direction we are going
if we knew
we might not go
the infinite shape
the name that we chose
before it chose us
i remember you
from before i remember you
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