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a photo from my future was imprinted on a piece of wood then taken to a jigsaw and made into pieces these became me to shape my test to tell how i was to look and to see how others would see me creating myself but not quite understanding the concept for having no finish ed form to know when i was done other then using every piece i ended and looked not agasp but with a curiosity in the future i wouldn't have any edges or borders as all the puzzled pieces i fit putting as i saw fit my one eye i saw was a bluish background with a bit of cloud and the entire shape took on a form that could not be framed looking like Whistler's Mother but most bothersome to my Mum was i made every piece fit by using a hammer

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Date: 12/18/2019 8:03:00 PM
An inspired write! And reminds me of a poem a friend said reminded him of me, can't remember her name, but Rollin's Press "anyone who says a square peg doesn't fit in a round hole has never seen a crazy b**** with a hammer" ;),
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Jeff Connelly
Date: 12/18/2019 8:19:00 PM
Lol so truly truthfully funny Maureen. After reading your puzzle PCS poem i thought about myself selfishly; realizing as a kid I grew up and no one knew what my malady was. So the idea of hammering a jigsaw puzzle to create myself seemed most appropriate. Thank you always so much Maureen.