I dreamed in glass
Twisted shapes collide
As meteors collapse and fade
Debris scatters
Painting canvas
Dirty
Yet pristine
Symbols
Textures
Shapes and Design
Forging walls we can't define
When once we grasp
Perhaps at stars
We shall realize
Our hopes evolve
Always peaking in the cracks
Those reflections in between
Are the places you'll
Find what you need
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