declension

subject
we
two letters
two people in one word
crowded

. . .

object
us
they saw us apart
they discussed us and let us go
thoughts still come for two
spring comes for everyone
asking no one

. . .

possessive
our
the last case that still holds anything
our kettle our Tuesday our way of saying that word
none of it liftable
none of it divisible by two

. . .

reflexive
ourselves
the longest form in the table
kept for the thing that is gone
this is how exwes are made

. . .

subject
I
one letter
and now the only shorter thing is silence

. . .
. . . .

#exwes
#declension


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