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Once, twice and maybe a score, I gave my heart…. None were malicious, But somehow, Inexplicably, They would, Drop my heart, Which shattered, Then, On the floor, They’d grind their heels Into the pieces, ‘Til all that was left Was dust…. I’ve put it back together, But it went slowly Using a microscope, Matching grainContinue reading “Dust”