The Last Puzzle Piece
Beach
blanket
on the shore,
you can smell 'em
miles off the water.
Coated in peanut oil,
the very last puzzle piece.
Roses mingle with that gift box
inside of a heart drawn in the sand.
A pile of ribbons, bows, and curly fries.
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