Not the Same

Our love was so deep the ocean raged with jealousy,
Now the ponds make fun of us.
We flew so high nothing could ever touch us.
Now the weeds on the ground hug our legs in laughter.
It was as if we could never die,
The soil hugs our bones like a long lost friend.

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