I will take the pieces of my heart that used to be yours and give them away.

Your dimples will go to Seryozhka and your music will go to Katerina.  Your twisted careless single child eloquence will go to Inky.  I will give away your lighthearted wisdom, the bright light of your intelligence, your light eyes… there will be many takers for those.  Your fears and recklessness: I’ll flip them into strength and courage and then will give them away.

After all, all those things weren’t yours in the first place.  You looked so familiar, because I gave them to you.

And now – every new taker will have a little warm place in my heart, and they will have a gentle string attached to that, and I will not touch you lest you draw the strings and the ways of my heart toward you again.

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