Perspective.

Oh I see it alright.

A sprawling, blinding,

unblemished white.

I must like the snow undisturbed,

unbroken.

My first step, a litany

on my lips.

Of regret.

A mad apology.

To break its serene evenness

brings my soul up short.

Until I see the edges.

Slightly muddied.

Purity

is

a matter of perspective,

no?

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