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Posted on September 12, 2025 by Freegrandmaa

Crystal Clear Confusion

The center is a labyrinth.
We close our eyes to seek it
It likes to absorb itself
in hues of the abyss
Our fragments hide and seek
Bend at the pond
That foreign transparent center
Crystal clear as confusion

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