| Riddle
The two
of us were once just letters.
We met one day
And a word was made.
We found a meaning,
Then something happened.
And now
You are a letter
In one square;
I am a letter
In one square.
In between
How many squares of moments lie empty!
Let us make another word.
And let us find another meaning.
It could be so,
But we have to think
How we can fill those empty squares.
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