Raw, uncut.
Over time, we are hacked, carved, cut.
We are shaped by the universe
The first cut will teach us pain
The second, fear
The third is hunger
And so it goes.
Yet we remain
Undiminished
We are given a memory
A gift
The moment the blade fell
You do not like it
When one facet catches the light
And for a moment
Above all else
You are the product of that memory
But the flash is only that
A momentary encore of a memory
When it fades
You are always
And consistently
Undiminished
You are a gem
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