I broke my
life story into
Several different
pieces
In all
sizes and shapes
Were they
And radiating
Thousand
unnamed hues.
Gluing
them together was
Unimaginable
As all pieces
grew in size,
independent
of each other
They reflected
a new story.
That’s life.
Several
different pieces put together.
All of
them unrelated
(Sometimes
mismatched)
But tightly
held together
Woven into
intricate patterns
So the
ties never get loose.
Breaking them,
is releasing them
And
The life-pieces
are gone
Gone. Gone for ever.
They are
never back.
All you
get is another life story
With different
slices
And
You start
building another life
Living another
existence
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