Yet, here we stand, oblivious.
A reflection created by the shimmering
Invincible glass.
No light too dim
nor ray too right
To zap the sight
Until the hammer of pattern irrupts.
Sharding us piece by piece.
Reality shown, live forever we shall not
Invincible us, we not are.
As to what end will IT leave us alone,
or will it keep speaking.
Trying to mend the glass.
A broken piece still reflects.
A broken piece still shimmers
Only this time
full of reason
and wisdom.
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