the vitals


         “I have something to protect,” said the sky to the sea.
          They had been talking for sometime on the nature of whose space were more vital, more lovely, just more. It was the kind of conversation that could last days, a conversation that carried far over time as a distant friend. In the crossing of paths they would address the issue. In the space between the two was everything else.

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