Facsimile

Feigned, how valuable is the weighted-in-precision adoration?
Among brilliant stars, the perennial sparkle ponders is the best.
Carved even, the confoundable oeuvre will lose any worthy contest.
Shingle, on stormy seashores, scatters in innumerable desolation.
Inside every unhinged mind resides a seed of genuine definition;
Muttered, ignored or stifled will wither in sterile perdition.
Lingering on the others’ music, you could forget your own tune.
Exquisite the reproduced beauty, but the flame is not in its fume.

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