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You were like the shore

The way you would come and go

Coinciding with the seasons

Bringing salty droplets to my eyes

Sometimes you let me in

And sometimes I couldn’t stand without drowning

But I heald like a rock

into pebbles, into sand, into noting

It’s funny how

The earth, the sun, and the stars 

Seem to fit perfectly in your battered hands

Each crevice holds a fortune

Yet my heart

Does not