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How is it

That your pain

Summons my own?

Not to ruminate

My wounds

But rather

To feel yours

When pain

Can be shared

By two pairs of hands


Of one pair of empty ones

There is something soothing

About the viscous rolling

Of pain over two hearts

Dispersing the ache

Feeling it’s depths

Not clawing away

To run from them

But not left alone

To do so

We cannot live alone

To carry our burdens

On our own

We were never designed

In this way

So let me feel with you


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photo by Natalia Drepina