Fragile
How it falls again,
This strange sensation,
Warm, fuzzy, unfamiliar,
Like water dripping
Softly into an ancient,
Aging vacant vase.
Vessel of memories,
Precious bouquets,
Once filled with purpose,
Artistically displayed,
Healed with nurturing,
Unconditional love.
How it falls again, just as
Fragile as it was then.
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