to prevent your bones from being smashed,
your heart from being dissolved,
when going through a wormhole.
It's all of a sudden,
I'm whole again.
All of a sudden,
back to the last time
we saw each other.
Because I know now you won't say goodbye,
I know now you'll make yourself unreachable,
I know now you'll always come into town
on a tight schedule for the next five months
I see you.
For the last time.
There must be a trick.
I haven't been taught it.
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