Can you see me?

The pieces of me are always in conversation

Love speaks to empathy

Anger rages at logic

Guilt and mediocrity share a drink

I am a collective

A set of gears

With rusted edges

And missing teeth

I am many

pieces of a puzzles with infinte edges

There is more to me

than grains of sand on the beach

than rain drops in a hurricane

A storm of emotions that interact and refract

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