Glassed over, unblinking
Apart from the world
As if from reality
They have been hurled
No longer seeing
What lies before
The widening blankness
Is hard to ignore
You can feel the dawning
Of truth now occurring
The mood in the room
Is building and whirring
No moment hence
Shall ever resemble
What this single moment
Has now disassembled
The Mewriginal 
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