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We stood together
but we were strangers--
shoulder to shoulder
back to the road
face forward to disaster
and we were different.

Cocoa, peach, copper and cream...
we were a mismatched collection
of people that didn't belong to each other.
One moment on the street
passing anonymously...
passing invisibly...
until that abrupt moment when
our daily routine was blown to bits
and as one we turned to watch
our fellow, faraway strangers
abruptly expire.

Bombs or bullets...
details don't matter.
Cocoa, peach, copper and cream...
we were a mismatched collection
of people that suddenly belonged to each other
soul-stitched in shock
friends forever because of blood bonds.
What can't be unremembered
can't be unfriended.

When is the cold, silvery moment
that rests on a razor-edge instant
when I no longer weep with strangers
but cry with friends?

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