Intertwined;
   this story of yours,
   this story of mine.
Inexorably linked
one to another,
   these lives we live,
   the loves we’ve lost,
   the deaths we’ve died
      a thousand times,
though we may never meet. 
Ours 
   a both/and existence 
   in an either/or world.
May we find one another
   in our lived stories
      without fear
      or apology
discovering, 
celebrating 
the truth of these narratives,
   the way we are,
   the way we must be,
together. 
  — bshivers 

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