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It seems as though people are expecting so much out of each individual in the world so demanding, for this they would say that I am incomplete, but I could have told them thus. I have never been complete, I know that there is something missing. Somewhere. I think that the person who is truly meant for me as I am meant for him, that would love me just as I love him, will have this piece. I am a puzzle. Complicated, incomplete, difficult, this is me. Find me. Save me.