a summer in pieces
…i think you are the one i have been waiting for. maybe i am your missing piece
but i am not missing a piece. there is no place you would fit
that is too bad. i was hoping that perhaps i could roll with you…
you cannot roll with me, but perhaps you can roll by yourself
by myself? a missing piece cannot roll by itself
have you ever tried?
(from the missing piece meets the big o, by shel silverstein)
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