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Paradox

Love them like there’s no other… Love them like there’ll be no one.

Catch them before they’re scorned… Hold them like there’ll never be no one. Stand, with entangled arms, looking into the sky enchanting, and the desert unforeseen.

(Bring your love onto me, boy!

My boy, oh boy! Is my dearest one. Hold on to that thought while I validate it… Again.

Bring your love onto me, boy! Bring your love onto me. I wanna say you’re the one, boy. You’re the one.)

-A mother’s wish for her son

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Mourning

Seal my thoughts with a single lick on the envelope

Smell my breath as you uncloak my feelings

Hold it close to you, feel the weight on your chest

Flickering, that candlelight awaits

Cast a shadow of your pen on paper

or let the blood turn to vapour & soot

Hold it close to you, feel the weight on your chest

Let that decide who’s the bearer-uncouth

The loss of the unborn is not mine alone to bear

The few pounds and decimals, unaware

Hold it close to you, feel the weight on your chest

Hold it close to you, for whom you couldn’t hold at all!

Hold on!

Care!