A shard of glass from a plate of glass,
a breath of air from that which is the atmosphere.
A branch sprouting out from a limb,
growing strong from a tree that grows here.

A drop of water cast forward from a wave once the sea,
our emotions thrust upon humanity,

define our souls sensitivity, 
define our emotional reality,
pieces of the whole probability, 
a fragment of life that moves inside of me.  

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