Living in a life

already forgotten


everywhere emptiness exists

like growing oceans

blue and endless

rising above the drowning



in the distance the echoes

of grey sunsets resound

like an impending storm


everywhere dusty figures weave

through gaps of thought

step from broken mirrors

and blurry photographs

to stare and scrutinize


a mass of translucent shadows

unseen and unheard

but existing

like the emptiness

like the forgotten

that is everywhere


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