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My Puzzle



My puzzle isn't complete 
Without all the pieces
Perfect jigsaw 
Sliding into place 

Winds can't blow 
Without a driving force 
Knock me down
Only to raise me higher 

Laughter can't be heard
Without endearing presence 
Movie nights, catty fights 
Fetus hair, broken chair

Fun can't be had
Without us all together
Fruit platters, decadent cakes
Basking under suns rays

Tears can't fall
Without you there to wipe them
Hold me up 
Cast away the darkness

Weakness can't be felt
Together fighting battles
We're all for one,
One for all

Distance can't be felt
Chatter on into the dusk
Smiling cheeks
Roasting, salty, savage

Tradition can't uphold
Without a Chillie's night
To say goodbye 
To you I hold so dear

My puzzle isn't complete 
Without all the pieces
Perfect jigsaw 
Sliding into place
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