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
Strewn about the vase the petals a vestige of a gone beauty randomly, perhaps Gathering the withered soft and dead dryness the mind but wa...
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