The cleaving

In the first moment of momentum,

time escaped its crucible -

twin stars were divided

and fell from the grace of gravity.

They shed the skin of angels - 

and the dreams of light.

Fleeting, was the memory of love.

In the final moment of momentum,

time will fall back on itself - 

twin stars will be reunited

and forever, never, fall out of orbit.

They will shed the skin of earth,

and the dreams of life.

Fleeting, will be the memory of loneliness.

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