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Jan 14
She told me she was heartbroken
that all words that could be said had already been spoken
so I offered her silence, my love, and my kindness
as I knew of her pain
I didn't need her words either she need not explain

Sometimes we break when we leave ourselves open
but we can only grow stronger once we've been broken
for we are not sculptures admired from afar
we are beautiful because of our scars
so witness my bumps and my ridges
each one a story of forgiveness

I surrender myself before you
won't you lay out your pieces
that I may bind then with gold and glue
that I may build you all anew .
The uniVerse
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The uniVerse  England
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     Samara, Rob Rutledge and Val Vik
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