Something has to shatter
It always does
Bringing me back to how a gentle knock
So quiet it crawls and spreads
Far and reaching
That it turned into an unintended masterpiece
We never quite shatter immediately
Holding tall and steady
Despite the quiet cracks that continues to break within itself
You hear what the eyes can’t see
You watch and think the next moment would be it
But it does not give you that satisfaction
So when
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