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for better, for worse
How do we begin again —
Is it not the pieces of our broken hearts
that tore us apart in mourning,
Is it not our own existence that languished
in the presence of the other's shadow
Even so,
where might we find reprieve
if not in the splinters —
Where...
Is it not the pieces of our broken hearts
that tore us apart in mourning,
Is it not our own existence that languished
in the presence of the other's shadow
Even so,
where might we find reprieve
if not in the splinters —
Where...
