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I am the chronological order of my nonsequencial irritation,
My disorderly life.
The puzzle of my life is put together backwards and inside out;
The pieces placed together unceremoniously,
Some fitting, most not.
The disjointed pieces don't belong, but remain nonetheless,
Leaving air between moments and gaps in the picture.
My disorderly life.
The puzzle of my life is put together backwards and inside out;
The pieces placed together unceremoniously,
Some fitting, most not.
The disjointed pieces don't belong, but remain nonetheless,
Leaving air between moments and gaps in the picture.
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