what's that right there? uh, the moment of awareness. just an odd, bright, chunky, tacky mosaic—you can't ignore it.
you see fragments of so many things. once whole, now just pieces.
you feel them, their brokenness. you stare, you analyze. what is this? no one knows.
but you feel drawn to it. it's perplexing, it's quirky, it's obtuse, it's somehow everything you've never known you cared about.
and now you do. you care about it. and you can't go back. this is broken and unorthodox, and you need it, you can't live without it.
you see beauty in it, you see truth. and maybe, yourself?
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