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piecemeal
In fragments, I find you,
piece by piece,
each shard a story,
a glimpse through the cracks.
Moments drift,
unanchored,
and I catch only slivers,
glints of who you are.
Splinters of knowing,
scatter through my mind,
I gather them,
building an incomplete you.
Sunday 9th February 2025 12:50 am
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