I am a vase
a colorful vase
a vase of life
a once broken vase
that instead of throwing myself away
I gathered and mended
my million tiny pieces
with gold
just like the Japanese do
I gave my story authenticity
I gave my flaws beauty
I rebuilt myself
in Gold!
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I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Great imagination, Arta. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks