The Two of Me

I am here.
While my mind
Is there.
Anchored to mist.
Harder than
Anything
Concrete I can
Hold.
And so I have
The strange
Honor.
Of being two.
One is now
The other has
Been.
And a meeting,
Joining,
Is impossible.
While we still
Insist
On dwelling
Upon lost
Mysteries.

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