Would it be worth collecting the pieces,
to gather a thousand separate shards,
and put the pieces back together,
from a shuffled deck of random cards.
Or would it simply be much easier,
to find another intact mirror,
and look deeply into its surface,
into reflections so much clearer.
I never wanted to let you go,
but the glass is already shattered,
I'd like one chance to hold and see you,
through memories broken and scattered.
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