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Glass
The phase of the glass is transparent.
As the eyes of a lonely child.
Seeing straight through, lacking comprehension.
It's mind is of wonders so.
Each day, it merely speaks.
For it is not heard.
The less he spoke, the more he heard.
Nothing is original.
To not speak is to think.
Thinking too little is to be dead
Yet all too much, and you will yearn it.
© Yoda
As the eyes of a lonely child.
Seeing straight through, lacking comprehension.
It's mind is of wonders so.
Each day, it merely speaks.
For it is not heard.
The less he spoke, the more he heard.
Nothing is original.
To not speak is to think.
Thinking too little is to be dead
Yet all too much, and you will yearn it.
© Yoda
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