I am a puzzle
With missing pieces
I have no corners
Nor any complete sides
My pieces are just guides
Guides to an unknown girl
With a few bare puzzle pieces
But no master thesis
It's like I was a question mark
What are the pieces for
They formed the outline of a girl
A girl who is not known
She was just held up to be shown
Shown as a prize
She had no allies
That is why the puzzle was never complete
She is just the girl from down the street
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