Strandloper
mind-spinner, time-slipper
looping and arcing
through
the gaps.
Strandloper
love-shifter, care-giver
crafting and bending
towards
the end.
Strandloper
life-loser, space-splicer
streaming and leaking
until
it stops.
Strandloper
hope-mender, dream-sharer
weaving and joining
through
it all.
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