Arms.

In these slow breaths,
And these dreams,
and these actions-
Our every difficulty flies away.

Imagine if the sky could
Softy tend to this hard ground.
This world wouldn't be just
a world anymore.

And just like that,
it has become a heaven.
We shed what destroy us here,
For here, we are safe.

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