Even the cracks exuded elegance,
a story to tell
about her beautiful recovery
And she held her betrayals
close to her chest
the cracks were beaming,
her pride possession,
signs of her survival,
her grit to shine
in the sea of deceits
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Love the beginning, title too!!
Thanks so much for reading
We rise through our scars and the wounds are the cartography to healing and survival.
well said – thank you for your comment
My pleasure
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Shantanu – Beautifully written. I love how she embraces the cracks as a sign of survival. -Jill
Thanks so much, Jill for your beautiful read
You are most welcome dear friend.
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