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Human
This wilderness of glass
Which casts
Distorted reflections,
Tormenting…
Unrelenting: Broken
Face displaced
Into
Broken place,
Casting
Hard shards
In
Implacable
Onerous -
Sonorous in the senses.
Is it something
In the brain,
Something in the mind,
Something
In
The heart,
That is so very hard to find…
Is it just…
A part of this design
Of human
All too
Human.
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