A bundle of newness
Raw as the sunlight
Fitful cries that stir deep emotions
I had sought to bury
My cold heart thaws like ice in summer
It’s moisture seeping through my veins
The tiny prawn-like fingers
Reach for mine
Searching for a connection
Seeking to fix my broken instinct
They succeed
The bitterness was hard to taste.
– Little Ginge x
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