I met you on the assembly line Instantly, I was drawn by your sleek, smooth lines your fine wooden handle and your scandalously sharp tip 4239485823-DEKL, you introduced yourself 2809818945-KJNC, I responded blushingly It was a love at first sight a union destined like no other I yearned for you, the moment we would meet as one beneath the plastic covers of our marital bed and I could wish for no more But with the clumsy smack of a the human females hand we were separated I was sorted to another hammer, and I saw you no more Soon it and I were joined in holy matrimony, connected by the white string of fate until destruction do we part The hammer who wasnt you gave me no comfort, gave me no love and we were shipped to the land with a blue sky and a six-point star and I saw you no more Our marital bed, where we waited for months with others of our kind where the days passed in the monochrome of industrial-white and pitch-black where the air became a coffin, was cold and I couldnt help but think how I saw you no more I am a ball, and perhaps, as the dependent half of the whole I am doomed to suffer For even when finally we left the land with the blue sky and the six-point star our box, the marital bed, ripped open, I still dreamed of you, 4239485823-DEKL but in wake, the thoughts that occupied me were that I saw you no more Years passed. I grew old, and so did my other. We laid on the cold floor, in the eternally dark room. And I could swear my entire existence was spent in the room. My other, he grew rotten from the drip-drip-drip of the ceiling. One day he passed, never uttering to me a word. And I could remember nothing else of my days nothing of swinging in the skies, nor of hanging upside down from the world, bound by nothing but a string but I remembered you, the dream I once had, the memories too big for my poor small self to handle and I decided I would love you no more. The human child, now a man, finds me sleeping one day. He glances at me and tosses me into a bag of smelly things and on I rode Some hours, some days, some centuries later I was sent tumbling down onto a mountain of broken things which whispered to me that this would be our grave But then, a voice - familiar - calling - 2809818945-KJNC - And it was you. You were there. Right by my side. Both of our marriage strings have crumpled away and most of our selves too But we were together, and in the end, that was all that mattered for even at the end of time I would love you forever more —Two Halves of Two Kendamas: A Love Story
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