Chained shell constructed
Derivative cosmic grain
Hailed mother's bosom
Soothing whispered strain
Lightless restlessness
Anti-matter matrons
Same shard consciousness
Cracked glass dimensions
Time's formulate fabrics
Light-laced linen fates
Interwoven with pain
On frayed ends of faith
Prismal portraits seen
Refracted scenes unveil
Reflections of worlds
Our eyes will ne'er reveal
Insignificant, Truths as to lies
Inconsequential, Questions of life
Immaterial, answers in mind
Like glass supporting
Starhearts to die
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