Come Together

A curved like arm to fit on my left

My right, I hold shape but beneath I have wept

Atop my body, a strong suit indeed

For he above me can attach and be freed

Again and again, there’s plenty to come

The seven will challenge, but we are a sum

Somehow, alone, I am a bit blurry

But once all together, we denounce the fury

The clarity speaks and she voices her truth

Unveiling the wholeness, a fountain of youth

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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