a.gatheriing.of.M O O N D U S T

: When I was with you we were an estuary/ i don't know if i come from the river or the sea/ all i know is you are both my opposite and my reflection/ and where we meet, all salt and mouth and convergence. we were the meeting point of a mountain and a valley/ from a distance it is clear that we are inverted forms of one another/should our mountain crumble it would fill the valley to our brim/
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