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A Glencairn in the abyss.

You stare into it, and it stays unmoved,
in the mid center of an abyss,
Nothing ever changes, it remains,
untouched and unaware.

The subtle decay is not visible,
it remains strong to the penetrating light
Its the rays that brings it to life
to enlighten our humble eyes.

Light works in interesting ways,
it gives us so much and yet
we sometimes see so little.

I wish I knew what went wrong,
but light knew all along,
into our vision it walked upturned,
and yet our brain chose what it saw.

In the blink of an eye,
the delicate piece shatters.
The light bounces every other way,
and yet a beauty remains.

A beauty that lies unseen,
time can only tell what we try
so hard to predict.

History may be of guidance,
but never of certainty.

Spend less time looking that way,
And realize these final words
which are not mine.

"Life is short. Live your dream and share your passion." - Holstee Manifesto.

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