In a world shrouded by the mundane,
where light flickers like hope on a stormy night,
the Phenomenon rises like a celebrity
at an indie film festival.
Some say it glows because it knows, others because it shows,
and still, the wise whisper that it merely reflects the depth
of our ironic existence—a beacon in the fog of mediocrity.
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Behold the paradox of phenomena, shining in the night
as brightly as the stars we wish upon and seldom count,
promising revelations and delivering—deep sighs.
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Surely, the Phenomenon has penetrated the
clouds of absurdity to cast its glow on the uninitiated,
and in its glow, we reflect, we deflect, we occasionally
collect ourselves.