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"And then I felt my soul crumble... The pain was worse than the shatter of my heart." Write a piece of prose or poetry ending or starting with this line. Go ahead! Put all your feelings to it and tag me.
Azimuth in Stream of Consciousness

My Soul, The Entry Portal...

When my soul

began to crumble,

the pain outweighed

the shatter of my heart

There could no more be

a Mender for my heart

if my soul's integrity

began to fall apart

For the soul's

the only merger

of eternal

with the mortal...

So who will heal

my broken heart

if my shattered soul

is not the entry portal...

For those things immortal?