Confronted With A Broken Snail
finally here i am
confronted with a broken shell
the labyrinths inside its body
all exposed
having seen it
i don't think that its mystery shall amaze me
any longer
finally here i am
puzzled about the sting of certainties
my face is quizzical
my arms lose freely falling to the ground
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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