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i am a piece of broken glass lost at sea, i am sharp; quick; clean; unforeseen i am slowly ground down into the sand— softer and softer i go in its hand i drift slowly nearer to the humans' humble abode until i wash ashore uncovered, i groan, i am stuck in the land of the living sea glass is nothing more than what humans are giving, i am a piece of sea glass in his collection when he found me? i have no recollection he is me and i am him, people have no clue that he is my victim.
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Aug 11, 2025
Aug 11, 2025 at 12:08 AM UTC
glass in the sea
i am a piece of broken glass lost at sea, i am sharp; quick; clean; unforeseen i am slowly ground down into the sand— softer and softer i go in its hand i drift slowly nearer to the humans' humble abode until i wash ashore uncovered, i groan, i am stuck in the land of the living sea glass is nothing more than what humans are giving, i am a piece of sea glass in his collection when he found me? i have no recollection he is me and i am him, people have no clue that he is my victim.
i feel a deep pull in my chest when i think too hard about the sea. its deep, unknown bottom, its darkness. the sea is a good metaphor for the world.
Moonlight_Magic18
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Aug 11, 2025
Aug 11, 2025 at 12:08 AM UTC
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