Poem: Melody of Absence
Obscure The Paths
Of Meadows
Are Empty Without You
Dying In
The Prolepsis
Of Heart.
I am missing you
I am missing you.
Solo Conscience Of
Sadness Is Making
A Noise Of Emptiness
And That Emptiness
Is Your Absence.…
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