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i can't help myself to think it's an impulsive move, to reach out and grab. If i could inhale you i would but i am only one species and i can only do what i can do. Puzzle peices are spread across my bedroom floor and i watch them, analize them i need to know what fits because im incomplete without the last piece. I know this game i play it alot, an alone game you see, i stand in the middle with my elbows to my kneees my chin to my toes my eyes to the peices and watch. just wait and wait and it never comes closer it never comes together although my eyes seem to think they do. The pictures morphs itself and i dont touch it i swear by it! It's original and makes you smile because you have never seen someone so lost in their own thought, except for yourself. It's at that moment we realize we make the puzzle fit. it just fits. And you smile.
i miss this
i miss this