What a mess

I feel strange. There is an urge.

An urge to do what, you ask? I do not know.

I feel as if, but a figure, lost in iteration.

A piece, connecting a puzzle.

But, if that be all I am. Then what am I really?
 
I am me and you are you and we both are strangers.

I am me and you are you and we both are strangers. :P
 
My father told me that companies that cut back on leadership training to save money in the short term are a penny wise and pound foolish.
 
The other day I got a wedding invitation from an intimate friend of mine who lives in Japan.
 

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