Technical Dissolution

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There!
We found each other at last!
in the library of the mind
each of us with unfettered access
to the screen, our fingers meet
and each time we turn a page,
find the words we need, a letter falls away…
Who are you again?
A full and fluid soul slips between a flushed rosé hue,
to back-lit plastic-
spectral blue

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