I found life wasn’t
as black and white
as I had once thought.
I found I was made up
of many parts.
And so was
everyone else.
I found that
not only was I not
any one part,
my parts contained
their own potentials.
There were pieces
of denial
to be released.
There were parts
I judged
and pushed against
and later embraced.
And there was
the day I realized
I was more
than the many parts
of the whole.
And I became
determined to remain
unsorted.
Paul Militaru says on August 15, 2017
π π π
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Laurie's Notes says on August 15, 2017
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MichelleMarie says on August 15, 2017
Oh wow this is so good. I think I’m this way. I have to have things just so figured out but maybe unsorted is best! In fact I think it is! Now if I could just remember where I put that extra piece! π You always help me! Thank you! β€
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Laurie's Notes says on August 15, 2017
Lol…π
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