We dont get to choose who we'll be standing next to
when the clouded night sky gives way.
I'm there, in that memory too,
whether its where I wished I was or not.
They may feel like moments stolen
by and from the open hands of the greedy and lonely.
But we don't get to choose who is standing next to us when the night sky gives way.
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