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What are you waiting for?
If you were to hide the most whole piece of a broken vessel in a secret, and lightless place, left it forgotten and buried
fearful of the harm it could bring to the sun, and those who walked beneath it's warm and benevolent protection...
Left it to seethe and fester beneath the footfalls of happy people, and sprouting, tender crops.
Under the ceremony of springs, bindings, couplings, and plump, birthing bellies.
Deaf to the laughter of children, blind to the love of mothers, and ignorant to the pride of fathers.
What deprived profanity would unearth itself from that soft prison?
Does it seek the remnants of the vessel, or has it grown to a new, and more terrible whole?
What wrong emerges, unwatched, unprovoked, and unchecked?
