Drew Schoenfeld

October 6th 1999
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of Fragile Things

I found you in that tidal pool,

from another ocean,

On another sentence,

And every hall in my body’d echoed

something too beautiful for this world.



Then it fell,

And I couldn't plead,

Like the friendship of a songbird,

that was a fragile thing.



I can’t touch it anymore,

But at least you woke me,

Now I know I’m dreaming,

Now I know of that beautiful place

In this lonely universe

of fragile things.
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