A String


A string
with the personality of a human
strikes under the weather,
through the phases of life
that pull at its core.

Elegantly twirling
through stories of its origin,
it plucks and harmonizes with itself
in a grand gesture of goodwill.

Nothing is finite
for this string, it sees
existence as a stroke of light
spread across its length.

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