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i sit with furrowed brow
trying to figure out
how to repair
what it is that i've broken.
the pieces cry out
"help, please fix us"
but each piece
breaks and crumbles
under my touch
leaving nothing but
d u s t
trying to figure out
how to repair
what it is that i've broken.
the pieces cry out
"help, please fix us"
but each piece
breaks and crumbles
under my touch
leaving nothing but
d u s t
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