No shards
where one is bound to no place in the first place

all shards
we were clear on that from the beginning

Absence is always sudden to hear your voice
once more more

echo than shrapnel qualia of the forbidden

transforms itself into wounds regenerates
a hydra or lizard tail

touch me
I’m alive again

there isn’t enough time or proximity
for your essence or mine          to vanish

we’ll remain
fire and ice who turn to glass

that doesn’t shatter

if it shatters

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