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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