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And she picked
those trinkets
of her broken self
And threw them,
And pushed them deep
into her heart
For never to be pushed again
“Too far”,
She said,
And she left,
bits and pieces,
here and there,
And a diminished smile,
Indicative of her inner peace,
For she never felt,
What it was to be broken,
yet again..
