Odd Couple

They always were too different to be friends,
at first and as they chose their separate ways.
Yet mostly they agreed or made amends,
repairing several schisms. Their forays
kept intersecting, for they shared some ends,
until diverging in these latter days.
For one’s increased their inequality,
by losing much of short-term memory.

(Ottava Rima)

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