And although
he could not mend her broken pieces,
He could hand her
a glue stick,
and watch in awe
As she did it herself
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Abditory
PuisiYou may only move forward once you let go of the past. I find that often, I bury my demons in my writing.
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And although
he could not mend her broken pieces,
He could hand her
a glue stick,
and watch in awe
As she did it herself
