• Vol. 03
  • Chapter 06
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Paths through lives.
Driven by instincts.
Faltering some shatter our precious heart now hidden.

Tears like shards now grains upon the shore.
A flicker left in remembrance.
The heart refuses them to dwell.

Held in ice this I understand.

A lead coffin I placed my heart.
Puzzle pieces to find.
To heal and to hold from this day forth.