I am formed without knowing it
illuminated when I think it's dark
these thoughts are not my own or
yours to decide on hollow ground
give them back or away let flow
freely play a supporting middle
listen to your murmured doubt
notice what speaks loudest here
then take your place you have
no alternative peril heeds none
and the lonely have themselves
to thank for imagining the other
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