day nine | Pieces.

This necklace has been mended so many times, I can’t remember it’s original form.

These are the pieces of me

The chipped off 

Broken off 

Pieces of me

Once I was whole 

But I have left part of me

In every place I have been

You can see fragments of me

Scattered through the tracks of my travels 

I have left part of me behind 

I am whole yet imperfect

All at once incomplete and yet 

Entirely myself. 

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