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A broken heart like a
Broken leg slowly mends.
Over time, over wine
Over dream, over logic.
In the end it's just
A squint of a teared eye
That remembers-
Being free, effortless,
Without boundry.
The now emptiness
Fills with vague recollections
Of past spoken words.
And snap shots of smiles
And gazes from across the room.
At some point the healing
Ends with a dull ache
And a limp. 
Reminders of the past
And cautioner's of the future.
Slow down,
Guard,
Retreat,
Retire...