XXYYXX - Never Leave

My reflection won’t leave me if I angle over deeply. So it stays, and you’ll want to too. XXYYXX.

Angled over edges of bridges whose names I didn’t know I looked to the dead and wet liquid rivers and to the reflections in the dead water of smitten seducers. They were celebrating under the bridges whose names I didn’t know, as I was angled over edges of those same bridges. 

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