Seams

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Sadness tears at my seams

But I pull them

back together and say

a minute longer

then a hour

then a day

then a week

until my seams

just can't hold themselves together

They burst out

in flames

as the rivers leave their  streams

I realize maybe

just maybe

you and I ?

Both pull at our seams

all the time.

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