I was wrong.
Inside is not a crystal forest,
But a solar system,
a universe,
expanding, unending.
My interior not closed
like an unopened geode,
But filling the interstitial spaces,
and so big beyond my comprehension.
Somehow I evolved,
from simple to more complex,
but still beautiful,
more beautiful now,
and the subtle vibrations,
are in every atom,
in every cell,
and I might be someone else
by the end of the day.
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