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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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