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You have punched me more times than I can remember kicked more than I care to say the bruises and scars formed a patten but not all of them are visible Broken and almost shattered still have cracks on my surface some are merely hairline others run much deeper the relics of previous repairs Worn out and discarded though I still had much to offer instead you chose to throw me away as if I was just a piece of rubbish replacing me with something temporary how long before you cast them out too And yet as the wind blew me about the streets where you had abandoned me I was picked up by a stranger saw my value for what it was even though I may have needed some time and work The healing processes have been restarted the cracks are being filled in bruises are slowly fading even some of the scars are disappearing I'm glad that you left me behind even though it hurt at the time it's given me a chance to renew though I may have the same treatment from others I will step out again when ready to meet them