Sometimes...

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And as everything fell apart
The pieces became sand
And slipped inevitably through my fingertips
As the empty void formed a blackhole
Swallowing me whole from the inside, out

But then,

Something wonderful fell into my lap
It was all I had searched for

Sometimes,
Things fall apart
So things can all into place

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