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When she told him,
the world enfolded them
until their bodies and breath
consumed the space;
in that moment he knew
the happiness of uncertainty,
felt the raw beauty of possibility,
tasted a sweetness at the back
of his throat like a faint
trace of honey, felt doubt
evaporate like a puddle
in the summer sun:
if this was the path,
he would walk it.
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17 February 2014
State College
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