Not mattering to a life of effervescent shadows, falling in
lines of tomorrow’s destiny.
Feeling intrepid dawnings, keeping me company in this lonely
period of life.
Reaching out in dismal tunnels of darkened lightness.
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Loneliness echoing within,
Touching the empty sadnessso deeply hidden in my being.
Forgetting lines of horizontal rhythms, listening to fascinating colors of thought as they trace themselves
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