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<center>BUILDING</center>
Worn leather gloves gripping tempered wood
Ax steel coated in spruce sap
Every swing spray chips of pain
Clearing a patch of my psyche
Chopping out the overgrown brush
Grown thick from self pity
Yanking deep roots of despair
Sweat work to be sure
Still easier then the shoveling
Spade by spade turning back
Layers of assumptions, habits, self-doubt
Creating a foundation for life anew
Laying a slab of concrete determination
No longer alone, labor shared with delight
This is no simple shelter
We are constructing a future
Made as much from complex ritual
As simple respect and understanding
Windows of passion and submission
Doors opening to intimacy
What we form together will last forever
This structure of our souls
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