There is glass between our touch,
phantom limbs of former love...
and the truth is that I am so terrified
That the callous is deeper
than the surface of our skin.
And it takes us twice as long,
it takes us twice as long to heal.
We'll lift up the ground to see
the system of roots beneath.
Gears turn, endlessly,
to bring the world back to life
like clockwork, when it dies.
The cadence of beating hearts,
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