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Feb 2014
Puzzle pieces are spread throughout the floor when more keep falling through the door.
The pieces are frayed by creatures who made an effort in keeping confusion a lord.
I'm struggling to fit the pieces together but always and never I come to an edge where nothing comes further, and falls off the ledge...

I need to stop and breath in peace because my nerves bring such unease when I'm looking in your eyes so bright I just want to keep them full of light....
BarelyABard
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BarelyABard  Nowhere
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   Chuck and Nadia DeLevea
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