Fragile

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We are surrounded by fragility. Everything and everyone we know of…is fragile.

One way or another.

Like the butterfly. With fragile wings. Yet colorful and bright. How they can disintegrate.

Or the glass…beautifully shaped, but it can shatter.

It is all fragile. Like sleep.

And what goes on…when we dream. And when we stop.

 

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