Traces of fire
catch in veins of light
All strung like a lyre
and transparency, like death
A mosaic of sunray gold
and dewdrop diamond
Black shadows, like ink, sink bold
The blade quivers with every breath
Hairline cracks run through
Like a mirror shattered
every light and every hue
score the plane with skeleton hands
Every blotch and every tear
Every perfect imperfection
Make this treasure more rare
and it crumbles with one breath
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