fragility
fragility
in its finest moment
allows us to grow stronger
and yet we are past fragility,
past the frangibility everyday occurnces have granted us
past the ideas that one can fix a crack with gold and become even more valuable
we're lost in our darkenss
found in our emptiness
thought out in our own roundabout ways because
we are made of glass
and you, we suppose, are made of diamond.
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