November 27, 2012
A line is what I see
A single line
Like a pool of emptiness
All alone

That line forms words
These words seem out of place
I’d say

These words become sentences
Little snippets of the puzzle

These sentences become paragraphs
They start to make sense
Like the world when it breaks

These paragraphs form a story
This story reveals all
The puzzle is no more

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