break down everything in pieces reconstruct in different patterns to explore create order in chaos find hidden treasures somewhere where I breathe in fulfilment I never let go of this dream…. life moves on presenting puzzles of different kinds which I’m not wired to solve I land in suffocation once again to break down everything in pieces reconstruct in different patterns
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Excellent. Wish I could do that, too late…
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Ah this is wonderful! 😀 I like the continued reconstructing.
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Thank you, Daffni!
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I like the ordering that comes from reconstruction.
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Thank you, Frank!
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rocking ya casbah
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i like how you contained your poem between that opening and closing repeating couplet – and the contradiction you encounter
where I
breathe in fulfilment
I land in suffocation
once again
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Thank you, Laura!
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