Everything starts and ends
with the heart.
What's left of mine? she wondered,
as she unearthed each
fragmented
piece
of the past.
Exposed.
She carefully cleaned and polished
them one by one.
Her body felt hollow,
the truth brought to light.
But when she tried to put it back
together,
the pieces didn't fit quite right.
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