Stuck Together Torn Apart
Morphed and changed a thousandfold, yet still the same.
Monday, April 6, 2026
Healing was the spark in a wildfire...
I don't want your garden,
I don't like the cold,
we don't see it coming,
but we know how this goes.
Maybe it's just something,
something that you say.
Everything means nothing,
until it goes away.
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