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Mosaic: Finding New Identity and Purpose After Cancer
Fresh, unaltered
Clay still under my nails
A new vessel
Created by my hands
One Day More
Strand by strand
Never expected you to go
Always there
Protected me
Hid me
I’d see more and more of you falling away
Red and shining you laid on my pillow
Red and shining you became tumbleweeds across the floor
