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It's crumbling down around you as we speak,

shattering into mindless, patternless shards

that may take a few eternities constructing

several infinities to mend

because good opinion once lost is nothing short

of impossible to regain and reputation, my dear,

is fragile. Fragile as the feel of the feather of

a swan or fresh blown glass straining to harden,

because things, in themselves, are but transient, but

our reputation follows us to our grave, and beyond,

as nothing else, no worldly bonds, ever can or will.

Reputation may truly be the only thing we strive for

in this life where nothing else can follow us to

any extent, but the name that we make for ourselves,

that people, populations, generations may remember us by

but what can you be when it is shattering, decimating

in your very hands?