Puzzle Piece
We are all lost
We are all broken
Struggling to be found
What lies in
us
Beautiful
Untapped
Potential
to create
construct
perfect.
What we have at our disposal
What we are now
Who we are now
Is not what we are
meant to be
It’s a phase
We will soon morph
into the beautiful creation
we were meant to be.
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