I see your scars
I see your errors
I see your fears
I see your tremors
You are more than the sum of your parts
You are more than the endless fragmentations of your broken heart
When you feel broken,
I see you, whole
When shackled to your body
I see your soul
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Published by Gila Daman
Latest release: Inner Piece: Decluttering a Soul. Also by Gila: Pandemic Poetry, She Pooped, I'm Pooped!: Motherhood Year One, First Comes Self-Love, Then Comes Marriage, and The Roadmap Ends Here: Entering Adulthood.
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