everybody loves a puzzle

I got tired of the cardboard box.
tired of people trying to figure me out,
then giving up,
taking a break,
setting me aside,
checking in when they have spare time.
I got tired of waiting
for someone to put me back together,
to fix me.

so I put the pieces together myself
and now,
instead of pieces,
I have peace.

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