My little glass orb filled with light,
It shone with colours vivid and bright.
I remember not letting it fall
Alas! There it lies.
Broken fragments scattered all over.
My little world has fallen apart.
To put it together once again,
To get back it’s sheen and shine
On the glass-strewn floor I must walk,
And bleed if I must, but I won’t balk.
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