I have built entire cities
blown rivers off their course
levelled mountains to nought
wrote whole libraries
shaped universes
the only thing I couldn't move
which proved too much
for my hands and my heart
was you
Here I was, am, shall be, tending the tree I planted, by the well I built, with water from my hands. The clay under my fingernails that wo...
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