3-30-19
Each day I crumble,
Broken to a million pieces,
Each night I reconfigure,
Fusing the shards together as I sleep,
The task may not be easy and there are other options,
I choose to become me yet again and face today.
Copyright © Djeli Forchion | Year Posted 2019
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