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Tre(m)ble

Crash into me
not literally
but the melody had taken him away
and he was floating above the clouds
not even the end-page could keep him down
because he drew his finger in the air
tracing the halves and wholes and
didn't realize when this was all over
she would be half and he would never
be whole
and the shatter of metal and hearts
transcended the sound waves
all was quiet for seconds, minutes,
he wondered if he was deaf
but they explained later how
your heart can stop and
he wondered if it would ever
beat whole again.

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