Incorporated inside the same fix,
an ocean duped into salinity,
parties of mortals at odds,
with illogical rigor and ongoing pother,
drown in what is called a myth.
Yet,
when the uncommon constellations
change places,
the true story starts
with heads and hearts,
huddling over each other,
immortal as the feelings
if hands touch.
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