Waddling through the backyards
between magnolias and backwards,
nature at its highest show
casts life on coral earth.
inside white beaches,
has made the unknown been thrown back,
has made the love been taken apart.
In any case, I must have told you
that life on the train is what I seek for,
trying everyday to mold you
into pieces of inconsolable pain.
The more you crush,
the more salt gets into the wound.
This is a vicious round.
Heal and re-heal me.
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This poem takes place on a summer house, where a boy got distressed about his girlfriend, because she didn't follow him to that house and this led him into a psychological wound. He calls the girl to come and heal him.