Back then,
I thought my body
was a graveyard
for others to dump
or to dig up rotten bones.

What my journey
has taught me is that
my life,
is not a revelation
for others
to seek themselves
to hide themselves.

I've learnt that
my body
my life,
my soul
is a garden waiting to blossom,
nothing to run away from,
nothing to hide from.

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