To friends, and loves, and cats:

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(but especially cats, who do it so well)


Call me by my true names
The ones that have no voice
Alive
And singing in our silence

See me in my true forms
The shapeless ones in no-space
Changing
In no-time

Know me as my true selves
The ones who're none and all
Still
Yet always different

Call me by my true names
That I may answer
With yours