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There is a place,

Where the world,

Is not whole,

That place is my heart,

For I fear, that the person I hold dear,

Will shatter me again,

Give me some super glue,

To mend my wounds,

And maybe I'll be whole again.

                      -- A T T I C U S

This poem is about: 
Me

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