Countless millennia of the earth's molten core
Heaving on tectonic plates,
Have ripped continents apart
From gorge to sky,
The wonder is …
They can be bonded once again,
By a young child's smile,
In the mere glance of an eye.
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Short, sweet, and makes its point effectively. Well done!