yet saturated in surroundings,
three fragile vessels rest
in dilution
enveloping liquid coincides
with their basic nature
of deforming translucency
they themselves fall prey
to their own salacious manipulations
absorbing reflections
of limits out of reach...
their faces
projecting self images
onto neighboring vessels...
their legacy
basking in the image
of a theoretical sun...
their truth
bare the middle and sunk blindly
with the others
into the aqueous trend
transparent the middle and showed
what the others couldn't
in their decorated cobalt facades
dare the middle to ascend
with the escaping air
that bubbles to the surface
dare to breach the surface
of the water-logged world
dare to feel the warmth
of the rising sun
to know, not just theorize...
dare to abandon the reflection of reality
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