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Dropped from the heights

I fell unnoticed

Yet also conspicuous

Like bubbles

Sliding into waiting crystal flutes.

Bouncing, yet shattered

I no longer soared.

My broken self hovering in spaces between.

Navigating the message:

Reflections unwanted.

It’s not you, it’s me - redirecting…

Finally, landing with essential companions

Pain and love, faith and doubt.

Only change is constant.


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