Pure and untainted,
With white lacquer painted;
One more amongst a sea of conformity,
Untouched by the worlds enormity;
With someone's careless caress,
Becomes pieces shattered within a recess.
Each one is plucked gingerly from the earth,
Laid out with care to form their rebirth;
Gold dust applied to each fracture,
To meld together each fragment after.
Perfect imperfection,
Created by projection.