What was the rest of the world doing unknowing?
We met again, this time two bashful 15 year
Olds, smiling, who met in Dandenong’s ghetto
A comet, young love struck us, in the midst of middle
Age. As the impact reverberates, I wonder what
Became of time and space. Clouds arise and
Follow the ranges in upheaval, and the trees follow
And the birds follow the cars. They shatter
In time and space: all follow the wake of our love
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