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May 2016
We are but bits and pieces
torn and ripped from the same fabric
incomplete, utter emptiness
Our threads hanging loose
one wrong turn, one wrong move
and we come apart into nothingness
We are but bits and pieces
One day we'll find each other
and be woven back together
Into something more magical
than we ever could be apart
We are but bits and pieces
you and i, me and you
i know it's real
i know it's true
Cynthia Danso
Written by
Cynthia Danso  St. Petersburg Russia
(St. Petersburg Russia)   
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