you piece me together
you take the scattered parts
and bind them, fuse them
you stitch together the patchwork shapes
the shapes with patterns that everyone else said didn't match,
you make the puzzle pieces fit when everyone else had given up
there you go
piece by piece
placing me together
shard by shard
the broken glass
takes form once again
and i like it
i am surprised because it is beautiful
and it reflects the light in one hundred different directions
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