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To Faraway Friends

Sharing lives and toothbrushes

Prepare, to be strangers yet!

To pass by in the street perhaps

Muttering other names

Rushing to homes elsewhere

Inhabiting other beds, other worlds

Carrying names, not our own

Like foreign coins

Jingling in these home pockets.

While this ancient city

Knocks the door

Of those new lives.

And we’ll measure distance anew—

A little further perhaps than

Today,

When you lie,

Half a pillow away.