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Highlight The parts The pieces Of me The ones you do not despise The ones that aren't broken The ones that are still whole Still perfect Still forgiving Whisper to me The things about me That you know Is still loving Tell me About these parts of me So I can shatter them Into a million pieces And become unwhole Broken And imperfect Because only then Will I feel Like I am finally alive | ||||||||||||||
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