Cracked hearts, insecure
They do not want to open again
They close the key well hidden
So no one can reach them
Hermetic labyrinth, there is no way out
Round and round they go
Wandering among them
There is no refugee left
Cracked hearts
Broken as fine pieces of crystal
Irreparable porcelain
Only one in a thousand
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