Neighbors

A poem

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And here we dwell, among a galaxy
among the galaxies, above the dust 
that came from nothing. Here we share air, 

earth, and water, and pass on, living. 
Of all the space apart we have come to be 
beside the other—to behold each one’s participation.

We nod our heads and lift our hands 
and say "Good morning" (perhaps) once a month; 
or, we don't, because the mower is humming loudly. 

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