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Note from Polar

  A Note from Polar

  I'm Polar and this is my story of how I grew up from that young naive boy to a old strong man full of emotion. Enjoy!

  Glass

  For what is pure and what is sand

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  The glass is quite elegant

  How it carves and how it shatters

  How it lives and how it dies

  It cuts and burns

  Purest of all forms, glass, shows its true story

  How something so pure is used

  How?

  We all ask ourselves

  Why?

  The question burns among the townsfolk

  Who?

  The people cannot bear

  As those who are pure, live without limits

  I did once

  And I ended up destroyed in the end

  Pure is evil and so is glass

  That’s why we live and die

  So that the glass within us shatters

  And we see our true self

  Where?

  Where did I go?

  I still clean up the pieces even the slivers of glass

  And it will never be enough

  But I will hope

  innocence lost and now true color floods the scene

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