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Single ray of sun peeks from behind
this gray sky- painted on canvas.
This is my life.
Ann Arbor, night or day?

I feel energies change around me, 
as people often change, 
as the world often changes...
I am not a part of this society-

an innocent bystander, 
blood-splattered uniform...
society threw me down to this place...
I never wanted
to get out of bed today.

I lost something important 
somewhere on these streets- though
I do not remember what is missing.
I walked, holding my own hand-
between streetlamps and happy couples
and I thought about all the reasons
that I am content- if not more-
with being by myself tonight.

I think I saw you walking down the street
keeping within the chalk lines- 
boundaries of my shadow on the pavement-
did I die here? or did we just begin?
and I understand

this single silver moonbeam
peeking through the velvet black backdrop
for all the stars that would shine
more brightly- if the city glow of orange
wasn't awake to mar the sky.

We will paint this line between us-
you stay on your side, and I on mine
and we will embrace- standing on the border
between my world and yours, 
and for a moment- 
we will forget that we really are
living in the same hell...
we will only believe

in the ground beneath our feet
and the sky above our heads-
and all these animated characters
that interact all around us, 
but not within us...
and for a moment-

we can stop.