Fugitive

In the past I was splintered
I shied from myself and the world
fractured, thinking I had nothing to offer

I fled until I surmised
instead of fearing and hiding what others might see
(a less ideal expression of me),
carefully curating each piece.
I shall piece together my fragments
and be whole in my complexity.

 


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