Cracks

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So fragmented, yet still whole. Each break, a chasm of destruction. I've examined them forever, yet I still can't fathom what causes it. How does it hold together? It wants to crumble. Patterned randomness. Life diminished. Wasting away. Better off with a replacement. Tossed aside like a piece of garbage.  Nothing new here. Just another one, gone.

Cracked my phone's screen today.

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