small little crack in the
bowl of sweet fruit which the
mother left behind when the
broken child wished for the
bowl of sweet fruit that the
mother had not eaten, but the
monster had taken during the
dream of crystals in the
hopes that nightmares that the
broken child wished for would become the
only true things that the
mother believed even though the
one idea the mother never grasped was that the
only real thing in life had to with the
child that she was rearing without the
one man that she loved. He, the
one man that could never love, was the
only person the child knew to be broken and thus, the
child felt that it was the
right thing to do, to follow the
broken and heartless man, and the
one bowl of sweet fruit that the
mother left behind when the
child wished for was left behind in hopes that the
mother and child would soon forget the
broken and tainted man that they both sought for love.

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