When we reunite
Twin minds woven into unshared features;
Bread baking the same way in two different ovens.
(Our English teacher wanted us to write poems that were similar in format to Ezra Pound's "In a station of the Metro," with the two parallel yet unrelated phrases and everything. So... that was mine. It's about my sister, if that makes any sense... not great, but definitely not the worst in the class.)
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