There are pieces of me everywhere,
scattered about like sitting chairs.
Written down on paper squares,
shaped by the curves of letters.
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Picking up many pieces, you become quite whole and that is the idea of living wholesomely. The concept is excellent. arya
there are pieces of us that we lock away in a chest to only share with a few, then other peices we wear like our mask. we only show people what we want to unless we know they care and I care. Becca