She lived her life like a sudoku
With secret hope that there existed
A trick that’d help her solve the game
And find some peace inside this mess.
But as of yet, it kept eluding
Her desperate, watchful,tireless eye
The nine kept biting at her ankle
The one it mocked her every time.

And yet, how was persistent
Her search for one and only Two.
A hope: with it would be a digit
A third or maybe even fourth.
In harmony the four will live on,
If only she could find the Two.

But as of yet, the square was empty.
Her pen, it hovered, so unsure.
She bit her lip. Was this the right one?
Only the end reveals it all.
Perhaps that Two was just a Seven.
The One was then her only friend.
Then came to her realization
It was a choice of now or never
She wrote it in and let it settle.
This one decision has been made.

She felt at peace, so calm and tranquil
But she forgot, she can’t erase.
She can’t go back and start again,
Because sudoku won’t forgive you
When you are playing with a pen.

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