if i could fill
this hollow
and empty space
between us
with honesty
and care; my heart
would be filled
to the brim with
peace and pure,
genuine joy.
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Поэзияmost wings are made of bones and skin and feathers, but what if mine are made of nothing but rubber and glue?
space
if i could fill
this hollow
and empty space
between us
with honesty
and care; my heart
would be filled
to the brim with
peace and pure,
genuine joy.
