Suturing

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Suturing

A shrew moves in moonlight,

tracking across the unbroken snow.

 

You have felt this small, a lone heart pounding in the darkness.

Claim your trail. Open the frozen meadow, like the shrew.

As it rediscovers home, it sutures all things together.

 

Power is not correlated with size.

Even the smallest journey reshapes this world.

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