I see,
Just parallel to my position,
A jet stream
Pointing rapidly
In perpendicular direction.

We pass
With naught but acknowledgement
Of air,
Barely noticing
The existence
Of another
But for the residue
To prove existence.

When departing,
How can one confirm
A previous existence
But for the residue?

Anna M. Molgard

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