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Mosaic
You might think this,
As it's often spoken;
That whatever breaks,
Is forever broken.
But let me say that,
It's just partly true;
Picking up the pieces,
Is totally up to you.
What you don't see is,
That it had been in fact;
So utterly meaningless,
When it was intact.
The cracks on it now,
Might seem chaotic;
But it's journey so far,
Holds a beauty poetic.
Every crack an adornment,
A wound healed with care;
And every blemish again,
An experience to share.
It's very easy to obsess,
Over what you lose;
But to reckon what you got,
Should you ever choose.
Surely one day you'll find,
Gone is it's ennui prosaic;
And now the broken pieces,
Make a beautiful mosaic.
(Ig: @m_uzair_ans)
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