but how it is
i am to get there,
that, alas, i do not know
i see the sentences before me clear as day
but when i reach to grab
and pin them down
they turn shy and slip away
i try to catch them with my butterfly net
but every time i take a swing
the thoughts dissolve before my eyes
and hollow air is all i get
i have all the puzzle's pieces
but can not make them fit
there is no picture on this box
to help compose my thesis
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