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I can`t handle it.



Whatever I touch turns to tatters
I can`t handle it if it matters.
If it can break, it shatters
Into a thousand pieces.
If it can spill, it scatters
All over creation.
If it can split, it scatters
To the four winds.
If it can fall, it clatters
To the floor.
If it can bruise, it`s battered,
Torn and sore.