Lost Poem by Ophelia Knight
Lost
I know she lost herself for years.
Watching her rediscover what once was, has been magnificent.
She's not the same.
She never will be.
There are pieces of her lost that will never be recovered.
There is a strength and resilience that glows from within those hollows.
She is under construction.
She is rebuilding her self-worth one brick at a time.
I will never let her disappear again.
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