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[The beating of my heart
lub-dub; lub-dub
pulls forth my words.]

Big pit
No hope
No strength
No joy

My fault
Again
I cry
And wait
For you

You come
You sit
With me
In this
Dark hole

You reach
To touch
My hand
I crawl
Into
Your lap

And there
Find love
Find hope
Find you
Find me

The pit
Is gone
You filled
It up
With you

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[photo ‘dark hole’ by Jonathan Abourbih per cc 2.0]