We are all so delicate, so vulnerable. The wind might blow a little too hard and sweep us away.  We walk on breakable legs. We love with breakable hearts.  We are fragile like crystal. With one crack we can shatter.  Some of us are born broken but some fall apart as time passes. Time can be weighty.  Time can push and press and sit on us like a fallen elephant,  like a whale lying prostrate on his final shore.  We are delicate,  always in danger, always at risk but we go on doing what we can until we can't.


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