'loveyourself' 'reflection' 'intuition' 'life' 'purpose
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I have somewhere to be
Hurrying and scurrying
Maneuvering mindless movements
One swift exit, four cocky strides
Push the earth beneath my feet
And drop me off the landing
Now here I am stuck standing
I try to put pieces of the puzzle together and make every single one fit, but I lose focus. And in returning to the puzzle, I receive more pieces even more jumbled then the first set. I struggle and struggle to make them fit.
