I may have fallen onto my bed, but my heart sunk deeper,
Through the mattress,
through the floor,
through the ground.
She comes to the rescue,
Curls up on my chest to conceal the hole,
Purring,
she rescucitates me from my despair
A smidge floats up
A piece of my heart
I would have died without her
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