Broken Ring
You made me a home.
Then, you just took it back.
You healed my home.
Then, you cut it back.
You painted me chrome.
Then, you stripped it black.
You shaped my globe.
Then, you squished it flat.
You made me a home.
So, you could just take it back.
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