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Is there meaning to this life of mine
If your puzzle piece isn’t here
Is there purpose to me being here
And staying on this path that veers
Without you I find no way to live
Maybe that’s just my mind
But in it
Is the love you find
If not there then my heart
It’s not perfect
It’s got its cracks and holes
But you make it perfect
You make everything perfect
I may not be
I don’t wish I were
But I do love you and hope you me