hug

For once, for last

She did not want to talk. 

Her words were sealed and bent away

Chipped and broken, lost. 
She, at last, did not

Desire conversation,

She just wanted an embrace

A warmth

A consolation. 
So the words grew dead, becoming

Hollowness instead. 

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