i am not broken

I found home in myself.
And when I did that, nothing else mattered. My pains ached a little less. My walls deteriorated. My heart had seeded flowers.
I found home in myself.
And when I did that, everything else mattered. My pains were not sadness and anger, they were growth. My vulnerability was a blessing. My heart did not fear blooming.

a.absi

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