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Kindred
A lithic core, a knapping hand
A rotting floor, a scraping sand
A minute here, a billion there
A partial mirror, a piercing stare
A bone, a cut, a cast, a break
A fate beyond a fatal ache
A fleeting mind, a fleshy heart
A will, a wish, a love, an art
u/GroundedWren — 24 days ago