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He asked me where it hurt;
I opened my chest,
and my heart fell into a puddle.
He reached inside;
shook off the mud,
and listened to the sea.
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~ by osmosisofaffliction on April 20, 2010.
Posted in 1, Fragments, Love
Tags: Pain, Peculiar shells