The world is a machine.
And they don't come.
With spare parts.
We were all put here.
For a reason.
And even if.
You think you're.
Insignificant.
Remember.
A machine is never.
Complete without all.
It's parts.
The world needs you.
Don't leave it.
Broken.
YOU ARE READING
They made me write something here
PoetryBoxes and keys. That's all life is. But you must look hard. To know the difference. Between a chain. And a pair of wings.
