A circular world,
this one,
No place to run, no
corners to hide,
No matter the
circumstance.
I will be there.
Once upon a time,
The pieces all
fitted together,
Time fighting
itself.
As the pieces
drifted apart.
The pieces may have
parted,
Puzzle to puzzle,
Me to you.
But remember our
forever lasting connection.
Edges may fade,
Sections will be
lost,
But the center of
gravity is too strong.
For you to fight the
connection.
So, even if you
avoid me,
Move half-way across
the world,
You will still be
living in my clutch.
You are just a
handprint away.
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