Trust:
Shatters in seconds,
But can be born
And grown again
Although
In a different place
Time and shape.

When you are
At your end
To know
What to do
Go gather bones
From the fallen
And create
Ancient songs
To sing
Them back to life
For surely
They know more
Then we do now.

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