Bits

She breaks the glass,
Knows nothing there,
She’s like the folly,
Of having to care.
She looks to find,
Deep in her mind,
Another soul, in kind,
Happy though shattered,
Remnants like the
Broken vase,
Scattered on the ground.
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Short but deeply stated, well done Robert:) xoxo