The Perfect Piece
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  • Reads 270,246
  • Votes 12,166
  • Parts 37
  • Time 12h 6m
Ongoing, First published May 01, 2016
A puzzle was meant to be complicated and complex. They were meant to make you become frustrated with its mazes of curves and turns in the pieces- the same pieces that make up a beautiful picture.

But what if you had an never ending puzzle with unlimited pieces- No, No, No. 

Ok scratch that, What if you got to the end of that puzzle and you only had one piece- one more piece until you accomplished your goal of completing this puzzle.

But what if the last piece you had wasn't the right piece, all your hard work thrown down the drain, along with all your other failures in life. What then?

Well I'm here to tell you that there's no such thing as a wrong piece- or a piece that doesn't 'fit'.

"Just throw it out if it doesn't fit." I remember her saying to me.

But like I said before, there's no such thing.

"Juss' because a piece don't fit, don't mean it's not da' right one."

Silly me though, I let the piece go.
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