Crumpled paper

You are crumpled paper
Smoothed out
Scribbled on
Edges faded and
Crushed again.

You have texture and
Depth and character,
Like paper which carried marks
Once it has been folded
You carry marks of your history,
Your experiences and your actions.

You are crushed and scribbled on
And faded,
But you survived.

 

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