My Own Vines

--Imagination's End

Through marred glass I see a reflection,
yet crystalline shadows lie beyond,
should I stare deeper I see a future,
am I looking within, or at destiny,
do I surpass this with its destruction,
or do I allow a path to grow,
all but questions for a stronger one,
maybe the image in the marred glass will know?

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