Rosa Diaz
We met in different times, darling
We met in different ways
but even though everything happened so fast
we never met at all.
We thought but, at the same time, we didn’t
We kissed, and we did.
We hugged, and we did.
We lived, but we weren’t there at all.
We met in different times, darling
you were my darling
my darling
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Someday we’ll know the truth about each other
someday we’ll know the truth
together or apart
We will find our ways.
Dada Poem and Mask by Colby Robinson
