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puzzle
life, like a puzzle, can be simple, or complicated. it takes time and energy, to figure everything out, how each piece fits, where each piece goes, to form a completed picture. finally, when all is together, it crumbles. each piece detaches itself from the ensemble, a mess is all that's left. slowly pick up the pieces, one by one, and start reconstructing. it may never be put together again, for some pieces may be lost, forever. life is a puzzle, a puzzle that forms a perfect picture, a puzzle that falls apart. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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