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A lie

There's a lie in each good bye.

We say it without knowing

Credit: NASA

in good faith we part ways

thinking 

it's forever, it's over, it's gone.

But we

are made of stars.

Those molecules and atoms,

those streams of photons bouncing

and protons and the rest

will keep on bouncing

combining, dividing

coalescing and parting.

Again.

So it's a lie us saying goodbye,

no need to cry.

The carbon bound in my lower lip

will meet the oxygen in that tear

you try to hide.

A kid will burp the fizzy water

and laugh, 

widen their eyes.

And there we'll be. 

Again.

The universe has its times.

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