It is perhaps entirely
Within
The realm of possibility
That somehow even through
The midst
Of an age such as this one
We grow in almost two
Separate
Yet transparent dimensions
To appreciate in our lack of
Absences
The sound of a face
The smile of a voice
Enacting play
The only way we know how
Which is still human
Within
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JanPoWriMo 5
Joshua Keiter 