I am shattered, scattered -- a fallen mirror.
A dropped glass, a broken bottle.
A picture window in the wake of a hurricane.
I am lost. I am adrift.
I am a noun, I'm a village, I'm a doe.
I am alone.
I am bewildered, beleaguered, beseiged.
I am feeling things I never could have imagined.
I am raw in places I never knew I had.
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