they watched the rain fall
one remarked on how intelligently designed
the raindrops were
splashing curious and magnificent
patters onto the pavement canvas
like two broken lovers,
they crawled until they couldn't feel their knees
[found in each other the will to go on]
their eyes acquired
what their lips
were to frail to say
protected by years of thick skin
provided by a now
insignificant other
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