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Delicate Rupture

The torrential rain of the moment

is the same as the unyielding drought of the now.

The violent explosion of the present

is the same soft unfoldment of each second.

The cosmic shower of the stars,

is but a reflection,

within a reflection,

within your own eyes.

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