The Puzzler

I Hate This Place

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These pieces don't fit
But I don't mind the mystery
A path so nonsensically
leads
Let's follow see what comes of it

You walked me home
Underneath the
boulevard of linden trees
Rain brought the falling leaves down
The passerbys
they scattered and left us alone

Peculiar, I thought
This only happens in
the classless films of my youth
It's not true to life
But there I
was
Kissing you

And I am a puzzler
Cuz you keep me guessing what's in
front of me
We're friends so untypically paired
An interlocked menagerie of
funny words

And strangely enough
Something coherent
Emerges from this
blur of thoughts
And I'll call your bluff
When you say you're worried
that

These pieces don't fit
Cuz I just solved the mystery
Our paths fall
together most defintely
Let's follow see what comes of it