THE GLASS HEART They found her out, Coaxed and pulled--- Said she
had no right Inside my dreams to wake The boy And pour salt into
his sandbox. I tried not to believe While her grandma waited and
waived Just inside the gates Made of white light... Three tears
rolled into mountains.
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