What if I was whole all this time {Poem}

What if I was whole all this time?
All this time I though I was broken.
Those pieces beautiful strokes of colour on my soul canvas.

What if I was whole all this time?
In moments of self-doubt and fear.
Putting myself down under the weight of expectations.

What if I was whole all this time?
A miracle in puzzle shape.
All parts set in perfect harmony.

What if I was whole all this time.
All this time I thought I was broken.

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