SURVIVOR,

DEAR

You made it to this moment.

Maybe for a moment you can sense a piece of you here.

Maybe this piece is whispering in a language of its own.

Maybe you come in many pieces - pieces trying to figure it all out.

Maybe these pieces cry out trying to grab hold of your attention.

Maybe it feels like pieces from the very beginning.

Maybe it feels like someone or something took away those pieces.

Maybe it feels like all too much that you find your questioning if there is such thing as pieces.

Dear Survivor, you matter here.

Dear Survivor, your pieces matter here.

Here beside you, piece by piece.

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