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Sown back again

There may not be glory

as your skin tells the story

of pieces torn at the seams

caged or guilt-ravaged dreams

bodies stranded deep

weary hearts fallen asleep


you ceased to be unbroken

but spirit cannot be stolen

and even though it all went unplanned

lean into life, feel all that you can

there is light still streaming through

your eyes tell me just how you grew



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