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Answer my tears all the fears my eyes show clear,
They’re crystals melting glass, no thought shown.
Ice drops of dew, hands cupped close to mold —
Truth of the matter — hearts must mend own fears.
Cracks, rips, tears all sewn shut; your favorite dear —
Toy held close, repaired; fine cracks don’t hold,
They grow deeper; fractured, you’re unfolded,
Not yourself, too many holes to conceal.
Something from nothing; super glue won’t seal,
Remains of a woman, broken, chipped, fools gold.
Dusty forgotten, hands wrinkle, behold —
Beauty untold; someone precious revealed .
Leave me not alone in this life, let me —
Care, be cared for, let love in me be seen.
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