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I searched. Then searched some more.
Exquisite perfection. Smooth and clean.
It eluded me while others succeeded.
Just out of reach.
Things changed. Perspective
shifted. Escape the frustration.
It was happinessential, but something missing.
Unfulfilled.
I gave up looking.
Concept abandoned, reality embraced.
It found me when I least expected.
You.
I am happy now.
Satisfied. Complete.
It’s not what I thought it would be.
Imperfect, flawed, messy. Just right.
About the Creator
Sawyer Kuhl
Father. Husband. Aspiring fiction writer. Observer of life.
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