Six.
The number of muscles that no longer saw purpose in their original design
As if their connection to me was no longer necessary
It seemed as if my prism no longer wanted to function
As if I was no longer in need of the analysis that only reflection could bring
It started off slow - every so often my vision would just lose its glow
I inched towards the ext…
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