Puzzle Pieces

A poem about a mind suffering from depression

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1. The Puzzle

A jumbo puzzle with a thousand pieces.

Ten thousand pieces.

A million pieces.

Their shapes are a mystery, constantly changing.

Each piece is a puzzle in itself;

A mess, a problem, a fresh scar.

They swirl through the air, constantly fading in and out of view.

Do not dwell on a single piece for too long,

It will not help you to decode it.

But wait, one piece is becoming clearer,

Taking shape and keeping it.

One problem solved,

One scar no longer fresh, no longer raw.

But still, a mess, a jumbo puzzle.

Nine hundred and ninety nine pieces.

Nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety nine pieces.

Nine hundred thousand, nine hundred and ninety nine pieces. 

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