The ornamentation merged with the flowerUpon first glance things seemed disparate
But upon further examination
There was rigorous harmony and balance
They say this with a mundane metaphor
But oh my God how understated
How magnificent
Now that I have lived here
Everything is different
It is truly horrifying to know my arrogance
I look at the young with great umbrage
I wonder about the one dimension
How can they step into it
Do they evolve
Am I an exception to the rule
Am I a gadfly isolated
Why do I live
What justifies this apparent uniqueness
How do I integrate myself with the harmony
What geometry and color is my focus
How does balance equate with the abyss
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