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We are the other plus one

BecksVisitFtLauderdaleIt’s so easy to appropriate the other.

I am yours, you are mine.

Names, sounding so strange at first,

Quickly become our own.

The other, no longer unfamiliar, is now us.

We resonate in every syllable of tenderness.

Fully assimilated, the other is no longer

Unaccountable, or unexpectedly odd.

We, I and the other, are as one, in tandem,

We act together, we are decidely us.

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