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Oct 2014
No one saw the beauty
In the thrown away pieces of glass
Jagged, crooked edges,
Until someone came along
And pieced together
The broken pieces of a little girl
Carefully filled in all the cracks
With a warm gold
Smoothing over the rough edges
Polishing with a lustrous finish
Turning thrown away
Into a desired commodity
Nurturing her into an artwork
All her own
Kintsukuroi:  The art of repairing broken pottery with gold or silver lacquer and understanding that the piece is more beautiful having been broken
Never give up hope if you are broken. Real beauty comes from surviving and healing.
Lone Wolf
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Lone Wolf
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