Shell of Circles

Where do the segments end and what begins anew? Wrapped in cyclical form, a reflection not mirroring but smokey, almost aware in its murkiness — watched. There's a press, a gentle simmering of time braided into thought, where circles are drawn to mark endings to none, continuously purposeless in their generic task yet essential as timekeepers recoiling into absent beginnings — you, below and beyond simultaneously.

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