REGENERATION
Sometimes I break down. The pain throbs deep in every cell, tissue, and organ inside my body. I keep my broken pieces. In the movement of life there is so much pain! Bygones and what the future holds.
Then, I decide to see myself in pieces. By realizing what is missing inside me, I suddenly notice myself. I keep a close look over the spans within me. I see a gleam of possibilities in my entrails. Small births sprouted from the edges.
I have been moving through time, the current has been thick. Dense, I have been walking the path. Now, what was supposed to be the future, has become the present. I touch the scars; I feel my new parts pulsing and I breathe ... I breathe in, breathe out, keep swimming.
These jewels have been created out of a starfish necklace I was crafting a while ago. I have shattered the necklace while making it.
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