The colored flaws of diamonds
perfect their precious beauty.
Their silicon holes may open
the surreality of quantum computing,
but also the way into our living cells'
deepest secrets. My Precious,
upon this endless ring we pledge
our flaws to scintillate
our secrets into realities sacred
to the spectrum core, for our children
crystal-dewed with wonder,
of the dawning age.
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