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elaine was feeling useless and BLAH, so what does she do?
she takes up her favorite pen, the blue one that needs to be refilled, and starts scribbling.
This is the weirdest thing I've ever written. Someone tell me the theme, title, and what the hell I was thinking when I wrote it? And what i mean by it?

A shard of glass
Alone. Transparent.
Colorlessly fading into the world.
Earning no second glance.

The sun rises and falls.
Poignantly fair.
Alone in its recurring journey
Ever pressing; never ceasing

The moment they meet
So blindingly beautiful no eyes can bear
They bask in each other's glory
Light no longer solitary; beauty shared.

The daily journey has a meaning.
The world no longer bleak
The blessed moment awaits
Until...

The glass shatters.