SOME FILL WITH EACH GOOD RAIN
There is only one well within your heart.
That fills with each good rain,
Covered in layers that are too far apart for that.
In this well
You have just a few precious cups of water,
That "love" is literally something not of yourself,
It can grow as slow as a diamond
If it is lost.
Your love
Should always be offered to the mouth of a
friend as there are no true Strangers,
Only to someone
who has the valor and daring
To to unite as you collect these parts
Then weave them into a blanket
To protect you.
There is only one well within us.
To be filled with each good rain,
Others are far, far too coverd
For that.
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