Let your heart break a little.
Let the light enter
That stale room.
Let birds make their nest
And mushrooms enroot
In those caves.
Let ivies crawl up your heartstrings.
Let the caterpillars
Eat through your pain,
Slumber, then
Cocoon in your cavity.
Let them wake up
To spread their wings
And match the colour of your joy.
Let the light in.
Let life in.
Sometimes to grow,
You need to break a little.
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