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May 6
We stopped when blame grew silent,

and words turned into shards

each step toward each other

cut deeper than the last.
Some loves don’t end in thunder… just the soft, unbearable sound of two hearts stepping away to avoid the splinters.
Cadmus
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Cadmus  Earth, briefly.
(Earth, briefly.)   
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