that makes us see it so
marks us out
to us and them
makes us search
for a match and
seek a moiety to
make us whole
are we all
just lost souls
seeing patterns in
paint splatter that
is just atoms crashing
together colliding
into compounds
or compound fractures
shattering ourselves
into bits like
puzzle pieces forced
to fit in other holes
in desperation to make
a picture or fill a role
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