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lobb152
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Fear not the emptiness of the soul
But the heart that beats upon it
Within realities fingers madly spinning
Gathering threads weaving dreams
So tight they forever hold
Hands grow weary with time
Seeking further upon reaching receding shivers
This labor of love and hate
Whispered shouts are far reaching
Falling upon ears deafened to the sound
A sadness that overtook it gives way
Like ripples in a pond it cannot maintain the calm
Soon another drop will fall
Abstractions not soluble in this experience congeal
Forming orbs placed hand in hand
One a possibility the other a quickening
Answer is the question never asked but given
Hollow voices beg no more
But the story had ended long ago.
But the heart that beats upon it
Within realities fingers madly spinning
Gathering threads weaving dreams
So tight they forever hold
Hands grow weary with time
Seeking further upon reaching receding shivers
This labor of love and hate
Whispered shouts are far reaching
Falling upon ears deafened to the sound
A sadness that overtook it gives way
Like ripples in a pond it cannot maintain the calm
Soon another drop will fall
Abstractions not soluble in this experience congeal
Forming orbs placed hand in hand
One a possibility the other a quickening
Answer is the question never asked but given
Hollow voices beg no more
But the story had ended long ago.
I am a nothing dreaming of something unknown.
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