Crooked

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Like that imperfect bookshelf that your mother loves,
I love you.

Somehow it’s less about changing who you are and more about disregarding those pieces…

Those pieces:
You loathe
You hide
You fear
You think cannot be loved
Or made whole.

While you reconcile,
I quietly support
Bolster
Await
The day you love yourself.

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About Jani

Jani grew up a gypsy anachronism, spending her early life taming her wanderlust. She clawed her way into the real world eventually obtaining two highly unpractical degrees, two children, six figure student loans and a sarcastic wit that is matched by few. She now lives in the Walterverse where she received her MSW at a ridiculously expensive University. Her future plans are to pay for the useless extra letters after her name as a super heroine. In the event that plan doesn't "work" out, she plans to return to her roots as vagabond gypsy busking in one way or another, after her children move out. HuZzah.

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