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“Are you okay?”

“Are you guys okay?”

“How are you guys feeling?”

Words like screams into the oblivion,

Desperate grabs for air.

From far away I am watching you call to me

From far away I am calling to you

At a standstill

At a standstill

These words fall

Like a thin sheet of snow

They melt as they touch skin

The heat of colliding realities

“Thank God you’re okay.”

At least I am.