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Aug 2019
I loved your broken pieces enough to handle it with glue.

I wanted it to hold gently knowing it all I wanted to do.

Holding them into a whole not ever wishing there’s a hole.


I wanted to hold you like those pieces because without them it wouldn’t piece me to you.
Love never ends...
Diane K Pak
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Diane K Pak  24/F/Philadelphia, PA
(24/F/Philadelphia, PA)   
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