I am
I am a single peice of a puzzle.
Broken, jagged, alone.
I am not the bigger picture.
I am a single peice.
What am I?
Noone knows, not even me.
My path is dark,
My lampposts broken.
My sidewalks cracked.
Feet trip over me without realizing it.
I am trampled on.
Invisible.
Quiet.
I am as noone, and everyone, is.
I am different.
I am ME.
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