I'll be someone treasure, I'll be guarded, admired, I'll be loved
I'll be the golden apple of someone's eye
and I'll be held close
I'll be loved
once morning comes
Someone's mind will have me in it, frail bones and delicate fears and all, and it'll be the image of who they care for most on Earth. Someone will see me, and see wings, see cracked teacups
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