You fitted into me
strangely, but well, and I
saw you as jeweled beyond measure.
And I pushed you a way when
you cracked, fearing you'd break
further and faster, and that I would
shatter with the wedge of you in me.
I saved us from that.
But now I have a crevice that needs
and hungers, and I try fitting so many
many many many and they don't fit
will they ever fit?
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