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for the one, who broke my heart

The hole in my heart is so big,
room enough for the sky to pass through
holding Jupiter’s hand.
I can fill it with a mountain.
I can fill it with a name.
—  Aracelis Girmay, from “The Piano,” Teeth 
for the one, who broke my heart
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for the one, who broke my heart

I don't pay attention to the world ending. It has ended for me many times and began again in the morning.

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