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fragmentation’s long-fingered shadows,
obsessed with
every staggering step,
every minor defect.
pointy nails, clawing at
the mind’s fortifications…
never shredding
but always present.

to break free
and leave the devil we know ~
it is not time yet.
we haven’t had enough
of the monotonous stagnation
we call life.

if luck guides our steps,
we witness small miracles ~
to keep us
on solid paths…
and for just a few moments
we may perceive
in its richest colors.

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