Fallen arches
On my chest,
Where the pain rests.
You will insist
It is alright,
But in the night there is fear,
All running
Towards what is near.
The end.
Shifting now to then.
Making of you a shadow.
Do not be afraid
For you have made
Me,
And I will hold you,
At once and always,
In my heart
In my mind
In my words
For all time.
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