An unmitigated disaster
To jar the heart
When it all falls apart
And the heart stands there
Silly and undressed
Or when no one comes for you
Buried under the dark rubble
Listening to faraway cities
When death is just a little thing
A favorite stone you kept with you
All this time in your pocket
What the stone knew all along
And now just wants
To share with you at last
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