A very un-seasonal poem from late January this year - wanted to share

In the breeze of spring

I am whole

As I regard the pieces of me

Strewn across places I cannot walk to.

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Comment by Valeria Franco on December 26, 2021 at 8:51am

Are our "daydreamed selves" pieces of us?

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