GestaltA Poem by SorenEight billion irregular shapes marked in different colors and design No two pieces the same, every one special By themselves nothing, but when connected divine
Will a missing piece be noticed? no part can see its own influence dependent upon the rest giving meaning to a greater confluence
None alone remembered, a lost image to recover Each pixel sits in space left by its brothers forgotten in place of new bits and starts Ephemeral it fits, providing direction for others
the whole greater than the sum of its parts
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