"i think you are the one
that i have been waiting for," said the missing piece.
"maybe i am your missing piece."
"but i am not missing a piece," said the big O.
"there is no place you would fit."
"that is too bad," said the missing piece.
"i was hoping that perhaps i could roll with you...."
"you cannot roll with me," said the big O,
"but perhaps you can roll by yourself."
"by myself? a missing piece cannot roll by itself."
"have you ever tried?" asked the big O.
"but i have sharp corners," said the missing piece.
"i am not shaped for rolling."
"corners wear off," said the big O,
"and shapes change."
one of the most poignant parts of one of my all-time favorite children's books.
sometimes i can't help but wonder where we end up taking wrong turns as we grow up. the lessons we must learn we've learned as children. do we just simply unlearn these lessons as we get older, only to have to relearn them again?
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