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A Puzzle


Something is missing.

This part is essential.

The aching hole inside of the chest,

The wanting of constant touch

And conversation.

The desire to conversate about

Backstories and the weather.

Holding hands while walking down

The Street.

A piece of the Picture

That has been scattered.

 

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