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wait there or run to me
beautiful fragility,
stand still or come to me--
and my hands are shaking
as they have since I was young.
these teeth chatter till my head splits
open spilling bottomless love into dreams
to seep out of the faults in figments, reality;
it will mend you. I promise
it will fix you up
just,
give me time to steady sta-sta
steady
us.
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Please please please read this aloud it would sound beautiful. This is a small perfect thing. 