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PUZZLE

She spent years trying to force the pieces together, convinced the picture would make sense if she just tried harder.

Some fragments were beautiful, others sharp enough to cut her fingers when she touched them too long.

There were missing corners, faded edges, and entire sections that seemed to belong to another story altogether.

Still, she kept searching for meaning inside the puzzle of everything she had survived.

Then one quiet evening, she stopped trying to complete it and simply stepped back.

And for the first time, she realized the broken pieces had been creating her all along.

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With love

— Maggie The Afterlove Voice 💫

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