I realise that skin and bone
are merely craft of stick and stone
to give the heart a place to grow
Wrap me in foil,
plant me in soil
and though I may spoil
my heart will never rot
I realise that skin and bone
are simply seeds that aren't yet sown
but slowly finding their way home
Wrap me in foil,
plant me in soil
and though I may spoil
those seeds will soon be free
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