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papercraft heartbreaks,

cracked page spines from never-ending cerebral gymnastics and bending over backwards a million times over.

I identified your billet-doux amongst the fireplace embers

folding emotions into palm-sized notes, not to be passed around, but to sink deeper into pockets until they become long forgotten

a self worth whittled down to asterisks, scrawled roughly in bottom corners of pages

an overcast of whether your name is a blaspheme or a prayer

you're often the recipient, rarely the sender.