we knew we were both broken….
as we staggered out of souls
and into an embrace that allowed
only us
dreaming that the edges
could somehow be sewn together
and made into something beautiful

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I thought I saw her walking one day
an obscure soul turning an obscure corner
an undefined moment in an undefined universe
if there were pieces of me trailing behind her
I could not see
but by then I had sculpted my soul
into a shape that allowed my survival
of her and I…