A thread of my existence,
Knotted to another,
A barrier that stands;
Holds me back,
These threads cannot be twined together,
Held, and strengthened.
They are frayed ends,
Clinging on to each other,
But not together.
The knots will unloose,
And separate.
I know this;
That’s why its falling apart,
That’s why its dying.
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