Fragile Fragments

“I have screamed at the top of my voice, for a second time now,

Oh, how different it is with people just beyond some bonds”

“Oh, dear, don’t speak, but with them I always end up losing my peace.

No. How could you, my hair, my lips, my one cursed heart”.

No. how I cried, with no tears at all.

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