Smashed, the eyesight of my seeing.
Cracked in many places, crawling like a spider web across my eyes.
Once knowledge stood out in the open, now it lies back, pleading for obscurity.
Separating ideas, fragmented from within, tell-tale signs of curiosity are forbidden from certain points of view.
Totally enmeshed in outer thoughts of life, brought to mind to be repaired and healed.
Soon to see the beginning of a new life.
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