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It is amazing How real reality feels Until something shatters it I was looking through the stained glass window When I bumped it with my hand Fractures spiderwebbed across its surface Yet I continued to gaze into the great beyond I’d seal the cracks another day It is amazing how real reality feels Until something shatters it I leaned up against the stained glass window I hoped it would support my weight It did, but the splinters grew Yet I continued to lean inches from the great beyond I’d fix the what was broken another day It is amazing how real reality feels until Something shatters it I gazed out, far past the stained glass window I was yearning for the great beyond But then a glimmer caught my eye The window It was so intricate, so colorful, so close I reached out to touch it It is amazing how real reality feels until something Shatters it I reached out to touch the stained glass window And the lacework I’d get around to fixing someday Grew into fractures, valleys, impasses Snaking across the face of the great beyond I finally touched the stained glass window It shattered. And the great beyond was no longer so bright as I had hoped.
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Jan 15, 2019
Jan 15, 2019 at 10:43 PM UTC
Reality
It is amazing How real reality feels Until something shatters it I was looking through the stained glass window When I bumped it with my hand Fractures spiderwebbed across its surface Yet I continued to gaze into the great beyond I’d seal the cracks another day It is amazing how real reality feels Until something shatters it I leaned up against the stained glass window I hoped it would support my weight It did, but the splinters grew Yet I continued to lean inches from the great beyond I’d fix the what was broken another day It is amazing how real reality feels until Something shatters it I gazed out, far past the stained glass window I was yearning for the great beyond But then a glimmer caught my eye The window It was so intricate, so colorful, so close I reached out to touch it It is amazing how real reality feels until something Shatters it I reached out to touch the stained glass window And the lacework I’d get around to fixing someday Grew into fractures, valleys, impasses Snaking across the face of the great beyond I finally touched the stained glass window It shattered. And the great beyond was no longer so bright as I had hoped.
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oliviasenor
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Jan 15, 2019
Jan 15, 2019 at 10:43 PM UTC
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