Tag: fit
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Looking
Searching forever searching For the piece that’s missing A jigsaw that lacks completion Grasping at random moments that never fit Only to come up with thoughts That fail to fill spaces devoid of peace Love always, Esha
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Let’s Argue: Boomerang
Boomerang You come back like a boomerang Slicing through clear, confident air determined to prove me wrong The give and take of our debates Leaves me hungry for more We don’t see eye to eye often But that’s what conversation is meant for To figure out the things that don’t quite fit And no matter…
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