London Poem: Day 31

17 September

Lives intertwine and become one.
Whole worlds mesh
And what does that mean?
The lingering effects of a life removed.
What is left when all of the pieces
Lay flat and not arranged?
One life, lived by two
Swallowed by fate or misfortune,
Whichever may befall first.
Measured steps echo in their tiny footfalls,
Timid to find the result too soon,
And too eager to turn around.

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