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Part revolution song; part love story; part moonlight ramble; parts and pieces. That We Might Cry Soul Together is a spacetime galaxy that fell (neatly jumbled) out of my heart & herein as ink of page upon Loves arrival in my life. It is my current hearts mind in the span of galaxies - as much as it is current events - and something timeless. Poetry ever is. This poem follows the moon, dreams itself as yours, and always was. It is written that you may read it into being. It is itself - transcending - it is self transcendent. And aren't we? Word is Born.