when i talk to you, excerpt

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When the heart

Is cut or cracked or broken

Do not clutch it

Let the wound lie open

Let the wind
From the good old sea blow in
To bathe the wound with salt
And let it sting

Let a stray dog lick it
Let a bird lean in the hole and sing
A simple song like a tiny bell
And let it ring


–Michael Leunig

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