However
Ara sees.
She can tell
that there
is a spring
in my step
and that
the smile
pasted on my lips
is real.
She understands.
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My Heart Is So Tired: Part Two (Winter)
PoetryWe meet Tage again in the cold months of winter and she tells us her story through cracks in the ice. What does it take to fix a broken girl?
