In love with the human singularity,
In love with the tandem and the disparity,
In love with this new clarity:
The sincerity of the disguises we shed, by layers
Leaving torn veils that lead like trails
To this moment.
And then the next --
Recklessly in motion and at rest,
We connect in
Burst cocoons and dead skin.
Every shed exoskeleton feeds the bred ecosystem
Of our collective wisdom.
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