Somewhere in between
Holding you
And hugging you,
The apocalypse
Is a beginning,
Not an end.

In between kissing you and
Sniffing you,
Destruction is
A time for reimagining.

Somewhere in between
Crying 
And this embrace,
Everything follows
A purpose,
And even the world, 
With its infinite uncertainties,
Can sleep

Like a child.

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