Crunch.

Droplets split the wave thrice over,

Rubble, dust.

Let’s begin anew, cast away old regrets and useless faults.

Let’s build a new temple to reign over our thoughts. Let’s weave a new tempo.

Blocks upon blocks upon blocks, a marked foundation of trust and betrayal.

Creeked, cracked, crooked.

Clicks, clicked, ticked.

Creation.

Low waves crawl upon fallen earth.

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