How small is the leap, yet how big.
So short is the distance, yet endless
Like the sides of a road that never meet.
Insignificant and ordinary, almost mundane
Known, yet purposely kept unknown,
Imprisoned in the dungeons of hearsay.
The real self from the reflection is a quantum leap away,
One decision, one true understanding, one moment of awakening
The quantum world intertwined into the large scale around
There are no more reflections,
only one singularity, shimmering in its own reality,
Now I understand why man is twice born,
One a reflection, and before his death,
When the mirror breaks, and the self explodes,
The biggest supernova nature has ever known.
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